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cvtqr · 3 years

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we only have 15 minutes, sugar

pairings; eren jaeger x reader

content warning; mentions of past jean x reader, oral sex, masturbation, recording, manhandling?

february 19th

you always found eren jaeger attractive, especially tonight at this party. his long hair thrown up into a messy bun, his white shirt with water split on it - making it see through. god you were about to start counting his abs. but who you were really here for? jean. you guys weren’t in a relationship or anything, just friends who liked to help eachother. it started off when you guys would go to eachother for advice or he would find himself in your dorm room ranting to you. just helping eachother with little problems of course. that doesn’t mean sucking his dick was that much of a stretch from it, right?

anyways jean was in a frat house, along side eren. they were throwing a party, and somehow jean convinced you to stop by. you didn’t know if you were regretting it or not. jean was no where to be seen so you just sat yourself on the kitchen counter drinking some punch you found in a bowl. you were admiring eren from a far, remembering all the bad things jean had said about him. how he just annoys the living shit out of him. but god, how attractive he was. you could’ve sworn you looked down at your phone for not even a minute when you heard someone clear their voice right in front of you. you looked up to be met with eren.

“uh hi?”

“hey hey! erm- y/n. we had physics last semester together. eren, eren yeager.”

yeah, i already know your name

“oh hi!”

“my friend reiner over there says he knows ‘ya too. wanna come play truth or dare with us in the backyard hm?”

slipping your phone into the pocket of your shorts, you jumped off the counter, centimeters away from eren.

he let out a low chuckle, placing his hands on the counter, trapping you inbetween the granite and himself. he looked you right in the eye before reaching one of his hands back to grab a chip in the bowl behind where you were sitting. your breathing shakened a bit and you rolled your eyes at him, looking down.

he let out another chuckle before grabbing your chin and tilting it up, forcing you to look at him. “no need to roll your eyes sugar. if you were expectin-wanting something else, just say it. i’m not a mind reader baby.” he gave you a little wink before letting you go and backing up.

“i erm- i gotta pee i’ll meet you guys outside.”

he gave you a small head pat before running towards the back door.

right when you turned around to head to the bathroom you crashed right into jean, stumbling back a bit.

“oh hey jean!”

he sent you a blunt hey and started walking to the back door with an annoyed look on his face.

tch, what’s his problem.

your little bathroom excuse wasn’t actually an exuse, the amount of punch you were drinking finally caught up to you. right after you sat down your two best friends since birth, sasha and connie came bursting through the door, hysterically cracking up.

“YOO IM TRYING TO PISS.”

ignoring your comment they both collapsed onto the counter laughing their asses off.

you lightly smacked sasha on the back of her head, since she was the laughing the closest to you. “i swear if one of you idiots don’t tell me what the problem is-”

“YOUR BOYFRIENDS ARE OUTSITE FIGHTING OVER YOU-” connie said between laughs practically screaming.

“my who?”

��JEAN AND EREN. I-I ASKED FLOCH WHY THEY WERE FIGHTING AND THEY SAID IT WAS BECAUSE OF YOU AND HOW JEAN IS ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT HOW YOU ARE SO GOOD AT SU-”

“GOD SASHA YOU DONT HAVE TO TELL HER THAT PART”

“CAN YOU GUYS STOP SCREAMING!”

“SORRY, sorry y/n. apparently jean saw you and eren in the kitchen and well, tried beating eren up.”

letting out a sigh you pulled up your pants and ran out of the bathroom.

running outside you found jean knocked out in the arms of marco and eren standing up, wiping some blood out of the corner of his mouth while winking at you. walking right up to him you slapped him right across the face.

he let out a deep, long chuckle.

“i need to talk to you.”

“lead the way sugar.”

you grabbed his arm and pulled him inside while feeling every single pair of eyes on you.

“where’s your room.”

“if you wanted to get me in bed you could’ve just asked baby.”

god can anyone be that full of themselves

“no - no. i don-”

“i’m just joking sugar. follow me.”

he grabbed your hand and led you up into his room, closing the door behind him.

“what the hell was that all about.”

“for the record he started it. he got jealous for no reason and i wasn’t going to let him use me and his rag doll. and you shouldn’t be with someone like jean anyway. you should hear the way he brags about you being his bitch whenever the house is hanging out.” eren plopped down onto his bed

with that you didn’t know who to be mad at this point. he patted his lap signaling you to come over and sit on it. ignoring him you rolled your eyes and sat down next to him, causing him to chuckle again.

“you should clean your wounds that looks pretty deep on your cheek. and take a shower you smell like dirt and grass.”

he got up and headed over to his bathroom door. leaning on the door frame he turned back around.

“only if you stay.”

“hmph, i’ll think about it.”

15 minutes later eren walked out of the bathroom. you were no where to be found. he did know that he’d get back to you one day, considering you left your phone number on a gum wrapper in place of where you were sitting.

february 26

friday strolled around as quick as ever. this week you talked to eren a few times. he texted you on sunday night to have a good week. sicne he was being nice you replied with a “you too:’)”

after that he texted you yesterday afternoon asking if you wanted to come to another party. you never responded, and now it’s friday, 2:05. you just finished all your classes, and you’d be lying if you said you had anything else to do. well except for the pile of homework you usually wait until sunday to do.

sighing you texted him back saying you already had plans and wouldn’t be able to make it. after that you decided to take a short nap. what you thought would be a short nap turned into you sleeping until 6:30. you figured you should get up and get some dinner. you decided to grub hub some taco bell and eat it in the dinning hall. after getting your food you sat down in the corner of the room. it was pretty empty since it was pretty late for dinner.

“ouch, i’m offended.”

you turned around at the familiar voice

“even jean could convince you to come out but i get some lame exuse.”

“it, it wasn’t an exuse. i do have plans.”

“yeah with yourself.” he pulled over a nearby chair and sat next to you.

“i ditched the party, it was pretty boring.”

“so you came to bother me?” you said while still stuffing your face with your food

“yeah pretty much, you wanna hangout?”

“i mean do i really have a choice?”

he leaned over and grabbed one of your nachos, shoving it in his face.

“no not really sugar.”

rolling your eyes you threw out your garbage and led him to your dorm room. since it wasn't that far of a walk, neither of you said anything on the way there. he just simply followed you.

once you got into your room you shut the door behind you.

“if you’re sitting on my bed then shoes off.”

“demanding” he said while slipping his shoes off and plopping onto your bed

“soo..” he said as you sat down next to him.

“wanna watch a movie or something? i see you have a tv in here.”

“sure, let me just fix my blankets so get up.”

he nodded and chuckled, getting up. you pulled down your comforter so there was room to get in, and threw all your blankets into the corner before grabbing your remote and slipping into your bed.

“is this an invitation to come lay with you under your blankets.”

“shut the light.” you said while pressing power on the remote.

the last thing you remember from that night was cracking up with eren over some stupid movie the two of you put on. before you knew it you woke up with a tight grip around your waist. you look over to see eren, still sound asleep. he was so pretty. you figured the two of you just fell asleep while watching movies yesterday. moments like these you were grateful your roommate was on back at home for family issues.

you tried slipping out of his grip before he pulled you back in and groaned. he was still sleeping so you figured you weren't getting up anytime soon, so you closed your eyes and drifted off back to sleep. you woke up about two hours later to find no eren, but a note.

forgot i have to work on a project with floch. i had fun last night, lets do it again soon :)

you were in a good mood the rest of the day.

may 15

its almost been four months since you've met eren. you also cut off your contact with jean. he was a good fuck while it lasted. over the last four months you and eren got closer than ever. hanging out almost everyday, going to parties together, falling asleep cuddling every weekend, you name it. yet again, friday came around. instead of cuddling, you and eren decided to go to a party at some sorority house.

three hours later you were sitting in a circle with a bunch of people you recognized / were friends with. you were all playing a game of truth or dare, cracking up at each other. everyone’s secrets were coming out and people were doing some crazy things. and the list of things we had to do on campus was piling up. for example, connie has to pull a prank on professor ackerman during class on monday. until it was sasha’s time to ask you.

“hmmm. OH Y?N! truth or dare babes!”

you really had to think this one over. sasha had the power of exposing every single one of your secrets if you picked truth, but she's also kind of crazy so who knows what she would dare you to do. after a small debate in your head you went with dare.

“i pick dare.”

“alright! hmmMMM. i dare you to go into an empty room with eren for 15 minutes.”

you felt the heat rush up to your cheeks when you stood up and stretched your arm out for eren to grab.

you both left the living room and headed up to a room while hearing the small, faint giggles from your friends.

entering the room eren shut and locked the door behind the two of you.

“so.. what do you wanna do?”

“hmm. we only have 15 minutes, sugar.”

this is it. the moment you've been waiting for. you had eren right in front of you. just go up and kiss him already!

as you slowly walked up closer to him. he flipped the both of you, pinning you up against the wall.

“let me see if you taste as sweet as I've imagined, sugar. pleaseee you don't even want to know the amount of times I've fisted myself to the mere thought of it.”

you gave him a nod and that was all he needed to pull you off the wall and push you down onto the bed. pulling up your skirt and pulling down your panties, he grimly smirked.

“don't you dare cum without my permission.” was all he said before going between your legs and flicking his tongue onto your clit. your breathing quickly became heavy and irregular before he shoved two fingers, palm deep into your cunt.

“ahh~ f-fuck eren-” you blurted out while starting to move under his touch, slightly bucking your hips up.

that was until you felt a strong pair of hands hold your hips down.

“stop moving or i’ll stop.” he hissed out before going back down on you, eating you out more forcefully than before, brining you right to your climax.

“f-fuck eren i need to cum- please let me cum. pleaseee~”

“no.” he said while pulling his fingers out of you.

“the only place you’re cummin’ is on my cock. you hear me?”

you wiped away the slight tears forming in the corners of your eye while nodding.

“that's a good little girl.” eren said while smirking

he swiftly grabbed you and flipped you over onto all fours, while shoving your face into the mattress. your first reaction was to perk your ass up for him.

“well someones eager aren't they.” was all he said before pulling down his pants just enough for his fully hard cock to spring out. he could've came just to the feeling of eating you out.

he leaned down into your ear while whispering, “as sweet as sugar.” he started jacking off while still leaning down, before quickly cumming all over your ass.

did he just?

he pulled up his pants before getting up and heading up towards the door.

“well sugar, looks like our time is almost up. we should get back to the ga-” he was cut off by you running up to him and clinging right onto his shirt. practically crying you were blurting out small no’s.

“f-fuck the game, er - eren please just fuck me.” you were so desperate to the point where you were choking on your words.

“aw, i’m sorry baby i didn't mean to make you cry.” he said while stroking your hair and patting your head. “come suck me off in my car and maybe if you do a good job i'll take ya home and fuck you, yeah?

may 18

sitting in your first class of the morning you were bored out of your mind. getting some lecture from professor ackerman after connie drew all over his desk.

that was until you got a snapchat notification from eren. opening it you were oh so grateful you had your headphones in. it was a video of eren cumming all over his laptop with a video of him shoving his cock oh so deep into your pretty little cunt.

with the caption of missin’ the taste, sugar :’(

you’d be sure to pay him a visit during your lunch break.

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celestialrry · 3 years

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more than a melody

7k (longest I’ve done so far!)

summary: You and Harry are roommates, and he finds himself crushing on you, even though he really shouldn't be. (college!harry au)

warnings: nothing, just incredibly cute

When Harry had put out a listing for a roommate for his apartment, he remembered putting how he didn't prefer the gender of his roommate, and well, because he was a boy and he lived in a heterosexual-normative world, he had assumed another boy would contact him.

That is where it went a little off-course. You had approached him where you both worked, the record store (Harry had just gotten the job a few weeks ago), and you had asked about it. The two of you talked about it for a while, and after you toured the flat, you both decided you would be his new roommate and move in that week. Of course, you were cautious about moving into a flat with a man you barely knew, however charming he may be. You had watched enough Criminal Minds to be rightfully nervous, and it seemed Harry read your mind when he gave you his friends numbers, Sarah and Mitch, to talk about it. You had met up with them, and your worries had soon faded away, and well, you had a lock on your bedroom door.

Once you had moved in, over the next few weeks the two of you had made a little routine. You both had morning shifts at the shop, Wednesday through Saturday, and morning classes almost every other day of the week but Sunday. It started when the two of you had a shift you needed to get to and found yourselves standing in front of the only bathroom in the apartment.

“G’morning.” Harry mumbled blearily, and you responded the same, trying not to look anywhere but his face, as he was clad in only a pair of black briefs and a black t-shirt. You checked the time on your phone and cursed in your head, only 15 minutes until you needed to leave to get to work. “Let’s just brush our teeth together really fast and then we can do everything else after, yeah?” You had suggested, to which Harry agreed and opened the bathroom door for you to walk in first. As he walked in, he grabbed his pink toothbrush out of the plastic holder and after putting toothpaste on it and wetting it, he began to brush his teeth. You found it ironic that the man who solely wore black skinny jeans and band t-shirts had a pink toothbrush, but found it slightly adorable.

You grabbed your green one and did the same, and soon deciding to multi-task. You reached around Harry’s torso for your hair brush, and brushed through with one hand, the other still brushing your teeth. Suddenly Harry felt as if he should be doing something else too, and decided to simply run a hand through his curls, that were beginning to reach his shoulder, as brushing them out would make it far worse.

He then began to run the water and spit out his toothpaste, cupping a hand and filling it with water, bringing it back up to his mouth and swishing it around before spitting it out again. As he reached for the little folded hand towel on the counter he used for this and patted his mouth, you did the same as him.

It happened nearly every morning, you would both say a quiet good morning, then brush your teeth together in silence, and of course, Harry ended up putting on pants before the restroom, but his shirt had been lost along the way. It was never awkward or anything, and you oddly got a lot of joy by seeing him almost every morning. On this particular day you had stayed up until 4 a.m. studying for a test you had in the morning, and Harry had picked up an extra shift at the record store because a co-worker had called in sick. As you both walked into the restroom, Harry watched as you began to brush your teeth and close your eyes for a minute while doing do, swaying a bit so you won’t fall down.

It was painstakingly obvious you were tired, but Harry found your actions endearing. He was able to freely look at you because you couldn’t see him, obviously. You looked adorable, mouthful of toothpaste, and your arm wrapped around your waist. He just wanted to kiss you all over your face to wake you up and- he shook his head, eyes darting back to himself in the mirror. He couldn't think like that. He barely knew you, and you lived together.

It wasn't like the two of you never talked, when you had work together you would usually switch off drivers and carpool. But not once had you had a conversation truly getting to know one another and its already been 2 months. Harry had yet to see you as friend, not because he didn’t want that of course, hell, he wanted to get to know you more than anything, but neither of you had yet to suggest bonding time.

When you both were done brushing your teeth, you had splashed water on your face in an attempt to wake up a bit more. It didn’t work as you pat your face dry and sighed, looking into the mirror at your puffy eyes, rubbing them a bit with a pout.

Harry was positive it took everything out of him not to wrap you in a massive hug and and kiss the pout off of your lips. This would be the death of him. He immediately turned away, walking back out and into his room to calm down. This was just a harmful crush that would go away in weeks time, he was sure of it.

✧˖*°࿐

Harry was wrong.

About a week later, the two of you had yet to connect, but every time he laid eyes on you, he wanted you more than anything he could possibly think of. It was terrifying, but it had been a while since he felt this way for anyone. It was like he was in the honeymoon stage of a crush, but instead of it being bliss, it was embarrassment every time he opened his mouth.

Harry was utterly tongue-tied every time he spoke around you and his cheeks flushed a pink tint. Luckily for him, it seemed you were absolutely oblivious to it. You were so oblivious, in fact, that you thought he didn't even like you as an acquaintance or roommate, considering he rarely ever spoke to you.

Things would soon change for the better, you both hoped, and eventually you got tired of waiting. “Harry?” You asked one morning, after you spit out your toothpaste and wiped your mouth.

He stoped running his hands through his hair and his head almost snapped towards you. “Yeah?” He asked, pretending like his heart wasn't beating out of his chest. He was actually quite afraid you would see it, as he wasn't wearing a shirt this morning, or any other morning after he has started wearing pants and well, it took a while for you to not drool after you saw his bare front, littered with tattoos, on his chest, tummy, shoulders and arms. It really didn't help that his abs were prominent, and every time he leaned down to wash his face, you could see his back muscles ripple under his skin-

“Um,” You shook yourself out of the trance you had gotten into and continued. “We should like, hangout and actually get to know each other-you don’t have to at all-but I mean, I wanna get to know you, we’re living together, you know?” You suggested, trying to calm yourself down and accept the response of “I don't want to.”

Instead, Harry had bit his bottom lip to stop his smile from reaching his ears and he nodded. “I-I think we should too, when, um, I mean, uh, what do y’wanna do?” He mentally cursed himself for stumbling over his words, he was such a fool.

You hesitated for a second, looking down his body involuntarily as your gazed reached the floor. “We could just make food together and then have dinner here one night? When are you free?” You said, looking back up at him.

He flushed as your eyes ran up and down his body. He didn't feel insecure, just a little more exposed than he should. He was shirtless in front of you all the time, it truly made no difference and you didn't seem to mind. “Um, yeah, that sounds really good, I-I can do tomorrow night actually,” He spoke slowly, his arms wrapping around himself. “What would y’like to eat? I can go to the store this afternoon.”

“Oh! Perfect, Saturday night is free for me too,” You grinned. “I really don’t care, as long as its decently easy to make, you choose.”

He confirmed a meal with you before nodding and stepping out to change before walking into the kitchen to grab his car keys and waiting for you. It was his turn to drive the two of you to work. You popped out in some jeans and a t-shirt, grinning at Harry as he opened the front door for you.

Today was already off to a great start, he thought as he watched you hop in his car and ramble about some new artist you had found called Edward Rags. What a stupid name, Harry Styles thought.

Soon enough it was Saturday night, and you had both agreed there was no need to dress nice, you’ve already seen each other in pajamas so there was no point, and you showed up in pajama shorts and a t-shirt, whereas Harry went for sweatpants and a t-shirt as well. He had turned on his playlist, with an awful lot of older music and you both started cooking dinner, singing along to some parts and moving around to others.

The two of you had talked about family, what you were both studying in uni, friends, what you did in your free-time, and got into a particularly long conversation about how you believed the Notebook, the book, was astronomically better than the movie. Harry disagreed, and tried to keep himself civil without popping a vein in his neck. “It’s a cinematic masterpiece!” He had exclaimed, resulting in you rolling your eyes, and going back to stir the food in the pot. “The best movie in the world would be nowhere near as good as the best book in the world, Harry.” God, he loved the way his name sounded coming from your mouth, imagine what it would sound like if you moa- another head shake. Harry’s imagination was getting out of control.

Before he had the chance to respond, Jealous Guy by Donny Hathaway started playing and you looked over at Harry with a large smile on your face. “I love this song.” You simply said, turning back to the pot. Harry mustered up the courage and tapped you on your shoulder, his hand out, and body partially bowed. “Would y’care for a dance?” He asked, his dimples showing.

You grinned and took his hand as he brought the two of you into a slow dance.

I was dreaming of the past,

And my heart was beating fast.

I began to lose control,

I began to lose control.

The two of you swayed to the song, looking at each other resulting in the two of you bursting out laughing. His hand held yours up, with his hand lightly placed on your waist. “I’m just a jealous guy.” You both softly sang, grinning wide. After more laughs and singing along, the song was over, and harry let go of your hand, his own slowly moving from your waist. He would give anything to kiss you he was sure, but instead opted to comment on your dancing skills and received a swat to the bicep.

Soon, dinner was made, and the two of you sat at the dining table for four, talking about everything you both could possibly think of. It was never awkward, which you were extremely grateful for, and after a few hours, it seemed as though the two of you had known each other for years. You had found yourselves sitting on the couch, facing each other, your legs on top of his, and his arm resting on your knees.

“So once I’m more stable I’m gonna ask to have Evie, she loves me way more too, how would you feel about living with a cat?” Harry asked, his eyes boring into your own. If he could paint, he was positive you would be the only thing he ever painted.

“I’d love that, I can’t wait to meet her.” You smiled, yawning. Harry took notice of your yawn and looked at the clock. Almost 12 a.m.. “We should probably get to bed.” he suggested, moving his arm off of your legs, allowing you to swing your legs off of his own. You nodded, yawning once again, Harry catching it and yawning after you. You laughed a bit, and stood up, stretching before facing Harry, who now stood in front of you.

“Okay,” You said, looking up at him, “Goodnight Harry, I had a lot of fun.” You said, about to turn around. “Me too,” He said, hesitating a bit before wrapping his arms around you in a hug. Your eyes widened, you weren't expecting a hug, but after feeling it, you wouldn’t want anything else. “Goodnight, sweet dreams.” He mumbled, pulling away slightly and then gently pressing a kiss to your forehead. You smiled and the two of you parted ways, walking to your respective rooms. Little did the other know, the two of you were both feeling the same way.

✧˖*°࿐

It had been a couple months since that dinner, and it was safe to say the two of you had grown incredibly close. Harry seemed to always find a way to touch you, whether it be grabbing onto your hand to drag you somewhere, putting his hand at the small of your back to guide you through a crowd, making sure his thigh touched your own whenever the two of you sat next to each other, or wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you walked somewhere. He just wanted to be near you, and you felt the same. You could call him one of your best friends and he could do the same. Now that he knew you though? It just made his little crush a thousand times worse, and he found himself thinking of you more than anything else throughout the day.

In addition to wanting to feel you all the time, after he kissed you on the forehead, he quite literally got addicted to kissing you. All over your face, he had kissed your cheeks, nose, but never your lips. He found himself thinking about that a lot, what it would be like to actually kiss you. If he enjoyed kissing your cheeks this much, he knew that if he kissed you on your lips, he would never stop. But his consciousness stopped him from making a move, because the two of you were roommates. What happened if you started dating, then broke up? The two of you would have to move out, and make what would just be a breakup, so much worse.

It never stopped him from daydreaming though. He had picked up another extra shift at the record shop on Sunday, the day the two of you were both free, and was driving back to the flat, where he knew you would be studying. He passed all the familiar buildings, until one shop caught his eye. A flower shop, and in front of it there were bouquets of all sorts, but the sunflowers entranced him. He quickly got into the other lane and turned into the parking lot, getting out and making his way to the shop. He looked at the sunflowers, and thought of you. You were probably frustrated because of your class and scrunching your nose at the questions you didn't know the answer to. But you were like his sunflower, bright and beautiful, and the flowers might help your frustration. He grabbed the bouquet and paid for it, driving back to the flat with the flowers in his passenger seat.

He opened the door, bouquet behind his back, where he saw you on your laptop on the couch, running your hands through your hair. “Hey lovie, what’s goin’ on?” He asked, walking up to you. You sighed, looking up at him from your uncomfortable position on the couch. “Studying for this stupid test that really doesn't matter, but apparently to Professor Eden it matters a lot.” Harry pouted at your distress and brought the flowers into view. “M’sorry, let’s take a break. Also, thought this would cheer y’up a bit, they reminded me of you.” He mumbled, looking anywhere but you.

Your eyes widened as you saw the sunflowers and tears of overwhelming emotions threatened to spill out of your eyes. You scrambled up and took them out of his large hand, gently placing them down on the coffee table before practically jumping on Harry to give him a hug. “Oh my god H, thank you. You’re too sweet.” You said, pulling away from the hug to kiss him on the cheek. He flushed and just smiled, telling you it was no big deal.

You had put the flowers in a vase and set them on the kitchen counter, and during the next few days, you couldn’t stop the smile on your face when you saw them. On Tuesday you got back from your morning class around lunch time, and walked in the flat to see Harry in a t-shirt and plaid pajama pants, baking what looked like cupcakes, and humming to some song that was playing that he had showed you about a week ago.

“Harry? Whatcha doing?” You asked, and he jumped, turning around to see you setting your bag on the counter. “Jesus,” He said your name. “Scared the living’ shit outta me. M’just baking cupcakes, felt kinda cupcakey today.” He shrugged, going back to frosting them with yellow icing. “Cupcakey?” You raised a brow at the term.

“Cupcakey.” he confirmed, giving you a dimpled grin.

You just nodded and walked up to sit on the stools the two of you had placed at the counter, facing Harry and watching him look down at the dozen cupcakes, his tounge sticking out a bit in concentration as he carefully made swirls of icing.

“Can I try some?” You asked, sticking your finger out so he could put a dollop of icing on your finger. He looked up and nodded, doing as you expected him to before getting back to work. You looked at the untouched icing on your finger before looking back at Harry, your brain encouraging you to put it on the tip of his nose. You grinned to yourself and called his name, and as soon as he looked up you reached your finger out and wiped the icing on his nose. His eyes widened and crossed a bit as he looked down to his nose then to you. You laughed, and he thought it sounded like the most gorgeous melody in the world.

“You’re gonna regret that, love.” He said, wiping a bit of the icing off his nose but not all of it. You just laughed again, your eyes closing for a split second, and in that split second, Harry had gently pulled you off the stool and taken you back into the kitchen. “No! Please, please, I’m sorry.” You laughed, begging as he held you tight by the waist and used his other hand to hold the piping bag, slowly starting to squeeze it and holding it above your face. “Are you really? Doesn’t seem like it, pet.” He teased, the icing coming out of the cut plastic.

You shook your head and looked up at him, spotting the icing on his nose. “Let me make it up to you.” You said, holding onto his arm that was holding the weapon of sunshine-colored icing.

“How?” He asked, raising a brow. You leaned up and pecked his nose getting most of the icing off, before licking it off your lips quickly. He froze, and your eyes widened. He didn’t want that, you thought. As you opened your mouth to apologize he dropped the piping cone onto the counter and held your jaw with his free hand, leaning in and finally kissing you. Your lips slotted perfectly with his and he never wanted to stop. When the two of you pulled away his cheeks flushed, “I’m so sorry, I should’ve asked-”

You cut him off by kissing him once more. “It’s okay. Better than okay, actually.”

He smiled wide and kissed you once more, “M’never gonna get tired of this, Sunflower.”

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elliesbaby · 3 years

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omg your writing is so hot like- i need to request a smut where ellie is being too busy on patrol and the reader needs attention so the reader seduces ellie to prevent her from going to patrol ;)

Needy

This is a request for Ellie x f!reader

(sorry if its not the best)

Warnings: Smut, Nsfw, Aggression

It had been two weeks. Two weeks of built up neediness that Ellie fucking Williams has caused. Every time you see her its the same. You hangout, she kisses you and pulls you under her body. Pinning you into the bed and telling you every last detail of what shes going to do to you. Then its always

“Sorry love i have patrol, guess we will have to wait”

You were tired of waiting for the auburn haired girl to follow through with the whispers she would tell you behind closed doors. She knows you needed her and found amusement in the fact that she could make you wait.

But two weeks?

You had a couple hours before Ellie left for patrol. Walking over to your dresser you open the bottom drawer. Sifting through you find your ammunition for tonight. Your ammunition being a black lace lingerie set with a black corset and thigh highs. “Perfect” You thought.

You throw on the revealing set to look at yourself in the mirror. Smiling, you know it will work like a charm. You throw ripped black jeans and one of Ellies grey hoodies on and leave your house.

As you approach the steps to her place you take a deep breath and knock on the door.

“Its (y/n)” You announce.

“Oh coming!” Ellie proclaims.

The door swings open and you see her fully dressed ready to leave for patrol early. As you walk in she looks at you confused.

“This is a nice surprise, but is everything okay?” She asks with an eyebrow raised.

“I just missed you and wanted to see you before you left” (y/n) says.

She walks closer to you pulling you into a tight hug. Ellies embrace always felt like what you needed. A blanket on a cold winter night.

As she pulls away you grab her face and push your lips against hers. A slight smile is on Ellies mouth. She thinks she will get to tease you again but you weren’t going to let that happen.

You push her body onto the bed and sit on top of her. Placing your lips against hers again but with more aggression. You craved her and she knew it.

Ellie’s hands trickled up your body, not missing a spot. Slowly you start to grind your body against hers which causes her to grasp at your clothes. Ellie hadn’t seen this side of you. Shes seen you needy but not to the point that you take charge. She wanted to put you back in your place, making you weak at her touch. You could see it on her face and you knew your plan was working.

As you pull away and get up Ellie says “I have to head out for patrol, finish later?”

You smile and take your pants off. Then your sweatshirt revealing the lace outfit you had planned to surprise her with. Ellie doesn’t say a word. She just looks at you with wide eyes.

“Come here” She says after seconds of silence, pulling you against her body.

She grabs your wrists and pulls herself on top of you. Her hands pinning yours to the bed. Her lips move from your lips down to your neck and bites the parts she feels you whimper at. Ellie’s lips make it down to your breasts and as shes sucking you cant help but try to move your hands to her hair. Every time you try she uses more force pinning your hands back down against the cold sheets.

“Ellie please fuck me” You beg.

Then theres a knock at the door. Ellie shoots up with her face turning red quickly she asks “Who is it?”

“Jesse, who else would it be loser? We have patrol, you’re late” He says.

“Uhh i-“ She tries to make out before she notices you are slowly taking each piece of lingerie off. She needs you now.

“Hello?” He says confused still waiting behind the door.

“Im sorry i have been getting sick i don’t think i can go today” Ellie says as you’re slowly grinding against her leg making her know you refuse to wait any longer.

“Thats okay ill let them know, feel better!” As you hear the footsteps get quieter you look back at Ellie.

The girl is frowning at you. “You’re an asshole you know that?” She says still frowning but with a slight smile. You take a risk by assuming shes joking and you clash your lips against hers. Now shes slowly moving her hands down your body. She starts touching you causing your head to fall back and a moan leave your mouth. She takes the rest of your outfit off and kisses down your body.

Ellie reaches your thighs going from kissing softly to leaving love bites all around. She slowly starts kissing your sex and you grab the sheets. Her tongue glides over your sweet spot and she starts to lick faster. At this point you already felt like you were going to finish as she knew exactly how to please you. You’re moaning her name, begging for more and she slowly slides two fingers inside of you. A little scream escapes your mouth causing you to cover it instantly.

She has her tongue against you and her fingers inside of you always quickening her pace you feel yourself start to peak. Ellie notices and tells you that you have to wait. You look at her barely unable to contain yourself and you nod to her. Thats when she slides another finger in and you know you cant wait any longer. As your legs are wrapped around her body you beg her “Please Ellie i’m going to-“ Just before you could finish your sentence you feel her fingers curl sending you spiraling. You reach your peak and she helps you down from it. She stays there for a little bit before getting up, just to look at you. To admire every part of you that she loved. She then gets up and lays next to you. You look at her with a red face and she smiles at you.

She pulls your head against her chest and plays with your hair. It feels like pure harmony as you come down with your heavy breaths and she holds you. You feel safe. Then again Ellie has always kept you safe.

“Hey (y/n)? I want you to know i’m gunna ask to patrol less. Ive missed you these past two weeks.”

You shoot up and sit on top of her. “Really!?” You say with eyes bigger than a kid in a candy store.

“Of course, Id do anything for you” She says in a soft tone with a big smile.

You grab her face and kiss it all over causing her to blush. “I love you” You say.

“I love you too idiot” Ellie says.

#ellie x reader #the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams #tlou 2 #tlou imagines

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ladecena · 3 years

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I Love You ❤️

Strong wind makes her long wavy black hair go in different direction, the blazing sun that shines through her beautiful face making her eyes brighter than anything you will ever see, and when the rain showers her at times where she wants to be alone actually made her happy and alive again it’s like washing all her worries, pain and miseries and making them a lesson that thought her to be strong and beautiful on her own.

Walking a long road on a sunny day is refreshing wearing a comfy shirt, jeans and some nice comfortable shoes unlike others who prefer dresses and high heels, having my hair braided left and right. The pathway I’m walking right now is the same pathway me and my friends always walk to, nothing changes there are still benches to sit to when you are tired the street food corner that is still within sight if you sit in one of the benches. laughing with them is one of the memories I have the most.

“where already on our second year and we are also together in the same class right?” her friend asked her, they were around 14 years old and on their second year of high school around this time they are still careless, innocent and pure to know the difficulties the world have.

Walking again on the never-ending corridor of her alma mater, the table they always passed by after greeting the kind guard who where always sitting there, the small basketball court that serves as a temporary court for every student, the canteen monitored by hot-tempered but still always smiling lady’s behind the counter and also the giant tree on the middle where you can eat and also a hangout place together with her friends because of the concrete table and benches.

“Kim?” a manly voice calls out that momentarily cut-off her being nostalgic and reminiscence all the emotions that she let out in this place

“Hi, Pastor? I’m glad to see you again” she said smiling at the now grey haired but still strong and resilient looking man who show and guide them all through their walk on the path that they choose.

“Hello Kim, I see you haven’t really change, lets meet the principal?” she nods and let him walk ahead of her. Nothing really changes in this campus, Kim taught to herself all the stairs, railings, door rooms, and the paints also remains.

Kim graduated on a nice and outstanding university she even reached her dreams. Having work to support her parents and that work is a part of what she dreamed to be that’s why she was being encouraged to give inspiration to the students who are currently attending her alma mater.

“Ma’am Carina said there is someone who would accompany me on the day” she’s thinking about who it would be the principal is talking about. Kim was just wearing simple clothes she was comfortable with because it’s just a meeting. Going down to the same staircase she walked by earlier and onto the last step she bumps into someone.

“Kim?” a voice she hardly hears after graduating on her high school days makes her eyes wider and urge her to look at the male who owns the usual comforting voice it’s warm and inviting, and she loves it the most. Looking up at him he doesn’t seems to change at all he is much taller just right for her to hear his heartbeat every time she would have the chance to lean on his wide shoulder, to hug her and can comfort her anytime. His Brown eyes are firm, steady and prepared to embrace Kim when she falls to take care of her and warm her with love. Smiling at her he really doesn’t change.

“Paul!” Kim exclaimed her excitement is noticeable “how are you?” she added

“I’m great, I’ve become who I want to be” he says still smiling at her “how about you?”

“Still the same, but I also reach the one who I want to be am” Kim says smiling and looking up on him. “So, you are the one ma’am Carina was talking about I guess?”

“Oh! So, you’re going to be a speaker also? That’s great!”

Paul ask Kim if she have time and invited her to eat out also for them to have a little chat about what happened in their separate lives after graduating. So, Kim decided to sit on one of the benches in the new canteen that was made before they graduated because Paul is having a meeting with ma’am Carina like she did earlier.

Blushing and talking to herself.

“What did you just do!” she scream silently to herself. Ah! It is still refreshing to sit here, it’s a shame we didn’t get to eat and sit here for a long time.

“Kim!? You’re also late? That’s new” Pamela one of her friend who has a perfect attendance on being late

“Yeah! I think my alarm broke” Kim sadly said

Laughing silently “That’s alright, at least you get to see your crush first thing in the morning. Look!” Pamela teases her while patting her back

Putting her chin on her hand she whispers “In front of him and even I just see a glimpse of him I’m always blushing, I’m such a Wimp”

Taking a glance of the guy sitting two table from us but still I know who, I blush again. He looks like he wakes up late and because he lives far away, I think the traffic got him.

“Kim! Come on I’m finished talking with ma’am” slowly walking to me his smile made me broke from remembering from past. “we should go now?” he asks sitting beside me.

“Yes! Sure, Let’s go?” walking out and passing the things where I remember most of my happy, sad, exciting, and scarry moments of my life, I’m sure I’ll come back again.

“You’re driving a car? That’s cool” I say while blushing Paul replied a “Yup” and open the passengers sit for me. I do also have a car but I’m glad I didn’t bring it here and just walk if ever I wouldn’t have a chance to see him this handsome.

A beautiful place where we sit under a large and fertile tree grasses that you’ll feel on your heel there is also a stone passage you can walk, and yellow lights are spread around the place so when it’s already dark you can still be able to see the one you were with. Sitting across each other is a better way for the two of us to have a clear talk, and its way better for me if we are across each other, I can stealth a look and focus on him.

“The place is really beautiful, where’d you know this place?” I ask smiling mischievously at him

“Yeah? Thanks too google” Paul says making the two of us laugh, internet and social media really makes living easier and more convenient for everyone.

“So, you’re already a Pilot?” I ask him after we calmed down and for us to have a conversation while waiting for the food

“Unfortunately, but still I’m late at finishing my course” he said staring at me after he look at the stars who are present tonight

“For 2 years, right? I admire you for continuing your studies. Well, you’re one of the brightest students in our batch” I said to him while also admiring him, he doesn’t really change at all

“Your still the same, always giving me compliments.” He smiles at me that made me also smile at him.

As our dinner arrives which is a creamy flavor white sauce pasta that tingle my taste buds and just perfectly creamy that I like, stake that is juicy, tender, and loaded with flavor and lastly a wine that is bright and has a youthful color that perfectly match for Paul while I choose to drink cucumber juice with lemon that I love the most.

Looks like we made it

Look how far we’ve come, my baby

This place we are eating have a live Band not the rock one but the calming one that made this place even more perfect. Most of the guest who where also eating are slowly standing walking on the middle stage part to dance, there are married, teens which are only friends but also couples.

We might a took the long way

We knew we’d get there someday

“Can I have this dance?” walking over me and offering his hands to me looking up at him and placing my hand on his hand and walking through to get on to the center his big, warm and comforting hand guide me all trough our walk

They said, “I bet they’ll never make it”

But just look at us holding on

We’re still together, still going strong

“I’m thinking are you always going to be my first dance?” I ask teasing him

He nods his head smile at me and says, “can’t I?” squinting my eyes I placed my hands on his neck and he pulls me close enough for the both of us and for the sake of my heart, I guess?

You’re still the one I run to

The one that I belong to

You’re still the one I want for life

He places both his hands on my waist “The last time I held you like this you’re waist still have some fats, but now look at you, you really did change” he says to me I don’t know if his mocking me or complimenting me

You’re still the one that I love

The only one I dream of

You’re still the one I kiss goodnight

“I’ll take that as a compliment” and we laugh. Like we are young again still in our teenage year full of life, carelessness, innocence and being pure to have any Idea that we would become like this one day.

I’m so glad we made it

Look how far we’ve come, my baby

Our day ended with him bringing me home wishing for us to meet again, and for us to convey what we want to say to the current young ones our Alma Mater are protecting and guiding through their journey as an individual.

Casual short sleeve blue summer dress just above her knees and wearing a glass looking 2-inch ankle strap heals finish with a simple make-up and a single half side braided hair Kim walked down on the stage after she finished delivering her encouragement and for Paul to deliver his massage as Paul where speaking a calm and refreshing wind blows making him and her smiling admiringly at each other.

Kim sees again the younger version of herself and Paul that are on the process of making what they are together now has been fulfilled, how the way they see, cherished and care for each other.

Kim sees the struggles, hardship, and obstacle that they experienced and experiencing up until now. Most especially appearing before her eyes how they manage to overcome their struggles, surpass all the hardship and be successful through all the obstacle laid out for them.

“I hope that all of you even though you struggle like Kim and stop studying for a while like me still dreams and achieve what we both of us have and will just be making.” Paul ends his message smiling at Kim.

Walking again up on the stage with Paul helping Kim by holding her hands. The event speaker congratulates all the student and give acknowledgements to both Paul and Kim.

Kim trusts Paul and Paul believes to Kim, he completes her the most and she fill’s him love that he believes no one could ever give to him. Paul is her longtime crush, and he loves Kim endlessly.

“Once again let’s give our thanks’ to Mr. and Mrs. Cruz for sharing such a wonderful and inspiring message”

- YellowStrawberry💛

June 13, 2021

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davidobrikk · 5 years

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dancing with a stranger : david dobrik (1)

You thought moving to LA was the best thing that happened to you. That was until you met him, David Dobrik. A sweet pure relationship turned into sorrow and pain as a reunion happens months after the breakup.

AN: I’ve decided to make this into a short series as it was getting too long for one imagine. Bare in mind, I barely post especially since I’m doing my studies + ngl I forgot about this imagine as it has been sitting in my drafts for five months lmao.

Inspired by my own breakup HAHA

P.S I RESPECT AND LOVE LIZA WITH ALL MY HEART. SHE IS THE QUEEN TO MY HEART, BUT FOR THE PLOT OF THIS STORY I REALLY WANTED TO DO THIS.

To say you missed him was underestimated. You miss those days where he would come home exhausted, and seeing you on the couch made him sigh with relief and content as he would flop right beside you. You miss being able to curl up against him, slowly falling asleep to the sound of his heart beating.

He was your absolute everything from the moment you guys met. You had moved to Los Angeles three years ago to start an internship for a film production where you met Josh Peck, who so happened to be visiting the studio. Overtime your friendship with Josh became a sibling bond, and next thing you knew you had met all of his friends, including him.

“Just come out this one time, please.”

“Josh, you know I don’t like parties.” you exclaimed as Josh tried to pull you off your couch.

“I know, but it doesn’t hurt to leave your house for once. Plus it will be fun. You’ve met all of my friends, well except one, and they will all be there! You’ll have Corinna, Liza and Kristen to talk too. They like you, trust me.”

One way or another, Josh will find a way to convince you. At the end you would have agreed to go out seeing as you haven’t done much since you got to LA.

“Alright fine,” Josh’s eyes widened with excitement,

“but you owe me a twenty pack of chicken nuggets,” you say “with barbeque sauce” poking him in the chest within each word before walking off to your room to grab your essentials.

Behind you stood Josh with his hands in the air in surrender motion, “aye aye captain.”

The drive wasn’t as long as you anticipated. Turns out the location was a ten minutes drive from your apartment block, but you insisted getting your chicken nuggets first which added an extra five minutes.

It was clear that you were nervous, but what for? You had already met all of his friends who you get along with well, and you’ve hung out with a few of them every now and then so what makes tonight so different?

“Are you ready?”

Looking down at Josh’s camera you could tell that he was filming. When you had first met and he told you he was a Youtuber, you didn’t believe him. Obviously growing up with Nickelodeon, you knew him from Drake and Josh but Youtuber? Didn’t see that one coming. Eventually you became used to the idea of a camera being around during your hangouts, and often forget its there.

“Yeah. Lets go before I change my mind.”

Walking towards the front door you could hear the music vibrating through the walls. The closer you got to the door you could see bits of the house and guests walking by with red solo cups in their hands. The click of the door brought you back to reality as Josh pushed open the door before both of you walked in.

“Yo! Josh is here!” You heard someone yell from what seemed to be the living room. Without your glasses it was slightly hard to see who the voice belonged to, but you could see someone dressed in all black getting up running towards the entrance where you stood.

“David! Nice to see you man,” Josh reached over giving David a hug before pulling away turning towards you.

“David, met Y/N. Y/N met the man of many hours, David.”

“Hi, nice to meet you. I like your hair by the way!” he greeted stretching his arms out for a hug.

You had recently dyed your hair purple seeing as you needed a change. You had dark roots and didn’t want to go too extreme so a dark subtle purple was the perfect fit.

“Thank you. I like your um, I like your home?” You mentally facepalmed yourself cursing at your awkwardness as you returned the hug. You felt David’s laugh vibrate through your body before pulling away.

“Come on, I’ll give you a tour around the place. Would you like a drink?”

It has been six months since you last saw David. You knew at some point you would come across each other seeing as you share mutual friends, but you didn’t expect it to be so soon.

Before the breakup, you and David were the iconic duo. The fans loved you, of course there were some who were hesitant about the two of you as they still clung onto David and Liza, but that never bothered you. Whenever David needed help with a skit; you were always there to help out even if that meant being blindfolded, and having a snake moving around you. Whenever he would get frustrated you would be the one to calm him down. You were so sure that he was the one you were going to marry. You were always there for one another.

But of course all good things must come to an end. It started with you being home alone. You and David didn’t live together but overtime of the relationship; one of you would end up falling asleep in the other’s bed.

You felt a vibration on the couch indicating that a text came through. Pulling up your phone you saw a text from David.

David: Are you home?

You: Yeah, what’s up?

Five minutes flown by and not a single response. You unlocked your phone to type out another message, and before your thumb could hit the send button you heard a knock on the front door. You weren’t expecting any guests as half of the vlog squad was on tour, and the others were out of town.

Swinging the door open; the sight of your boyfriend dressed in all black with a the infamous red pair of vans stood in front of you.

“David?”

“Hi Y/N,” the sound of your sweet voice was music to his ears as he looked into your eyes, and saw flashes of confusion due to an early return of the tour yet lust with passion and love. Guilt rushed through his entire body knowing that what he was about to do will ruin everything, and will lose the one person he loves the most.

“Listen, we need to talk.” What? Where was this coming from?

As the words spilled out of his mouth, you felt your chest tighten with fear and anxiety. Your breathing patterns begins to fasten whilst trying to gather what you could have possibly done wrong.

“Talk about what?”

“C-Can we please do this inside, and not in the doorway. Please?”

You pushed the door wider allowing David to walk in as you turned around making your way to the couch. You heard the front door click indicating that David clocked the door before making his way over.

Your eyes were trained on the ground. Fearing that if you looked up at David, you’d immediately break down into tears despite the feeling of your eyes starting to tear up.

You felt the couch dip a little as David sat on your right. None of you said a word as silence and tension filled the room. You rubbed your hands against your jeans trying to get rid of the sweat that was starting to form.

“Y/N, I love you and you know that.” Do I? I thought I did.

“But I just feel like this relationship isn’t going anywhere, and best if we stayed friends.”

Not a single movement or sound came from you as your head replayed his words over, and over again. Half of you want to snap at him for saying such a thing, but the other half wants what is best for him.

“You don’t think this relationship is going anywhere? What the fuck, David. I don’t know about you, actually no wait I do now. But I thought things have been perfectly fine between us, David.”

David could feel his heart breaking within every word you spoke as he took in your words. You had every right to be mad, hurt, and confused.

“I have done nothing, but support you, loved you, cared for you. I have been through thick and thin to be there for you, and in return you say that this relationship is going nowhere? I have met guys throughout my life where I thought they were different, but turns out they were all assholes. I gave up on finding ‘the one’ until I met you. You are different. David...”

You could feel the anger inside increase every second. Your hands were shaking with frustration as you pushed your hair away from your face. You turned your head to the side to look out the window, not wanting to look at him.

“I have known you for almost two and a half years, David.” Still refusing to look at him. You knew at some point you would have to as you sighed into your hands showing a clear indication you were heartbroken.

“And within those two years I have gotten to know you inside and out. I can read you like an open book so tell me, David.”

The tension was too much for you to not make eye contact. You turned your head towards him as you locked eyes with him. Sadness, and guilt glared in his eyes while yours showed mercy, pain and hopelessness.

“What is the real reason?”

Nothing came out of him. You watched as he sat on the couch in pure silence twisting his Cartier rings that you once loved the cool feeling of whenever he intwined his fingers with yours.

“What. is. the. real. reason.”

David flinched as you repeated harshly yet calmly. Throughout the two years of knowing each other, David has only seen you snap like you did a few times. Seeing you like that towards him gave him the chills.

“I met someone else.”

Your heart dropped to the floor as a loud sob filled the room. You covered your mouth trying to muffle the outbreak, but it was too painful to not too. The room started to spin from the lack of oxygen your body was getting as your breathing became heavy and fast.

“Get out.”

“Y/N I-”

“Get out!”

Almost immediately, David pushed himself off the couch as he gathered his phone and keys before walking towards the door. Reaching for the door knob, he turned around to see a sight he desperately wanted to erase. Collapsed on the living room floor was you heartbroken in tears. Knowing that he was the one that put you in pain caused tears of his own to form.

He wanted to run back to you, hold you in his arms as he beg for your forgiveness. He wanted to let you know that you were the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with, not her.

But it was too late.

Walking to his car, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Wiping the tears away that managed to escape, he saw a message that was waiting for a response.

Liza: Did you do it? Did you break up with her already?

David: Yeah. I’ll be over in 10 x

AN: Since this is the first imagine/story on this blog, there isn’t a masterlist yet. As the story progresses I will eventually make one, but as on now I’m just really lazy lol. Hope you liked it!!!

#david dobrik #david dobrik imagines #david dobrik x reader #david dobrik x you #david dobrik x y/n #david dobrik angst #david dobrik fluff #josh peck #liza koshy #imagine #story #fanfic

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bookworlders · 4 years

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the wedding date - chapter 5

percabeth fake dating!au part 5!!!

part 1

Cabin 3 was unrecognizable from when they had arrived the night before. Annabeth’s suitcase had erupted and her makeup and hair appliances now littered every flat surface. Thankfully, Percy had vacated their room to hangout with Frank and Leo so she could ready in private.

It had been awhile since she’d gotten dolled up to this extent, curling her hair, a full face of makeup, and heels. Annabeth hadn’t gotten this glammed up since Piper and Thalia moved away.

Annabeth went out with Rachel occasionally, but it was always to some hipster dive bar in the Village where a flannel and jeans would suffice. Sometimes, if Annabeth was going straight from work to meet Rachel, she’d even try to make herself look worse coming from a day at the office to fit in with Rachel’s grungier friends.

It was nice to take time to do her hair and mix-and-match and pick out an outfit that matched with the bachelorette party sashes Leo had acquired for them. Getting ready was especially relaxing after she had taken the best shower of her life. It was a much needed hot, relaxing session after the day they had all just had.

After brunch, all of the wedding guests had returned to their rooms to change, and rest up for an afternoon of camp activities.

Annabeth set down her curling iron, and shook her arm out, sore from their first activity after brunch — archery. Annabeth had never been spectacular at it in camp, and the years removed their camp training days had made her worse. Not as terrible as Percy, though. Annabeth spent the morning laughing at the cute face he made while he aimed for the targets.

Annabeth finished curling her hair, and got to work concealing a scratch on her arm.

After archery, a group had taken an excursion to the training arena to spar.

“Who’s next?” Annabeth asked, eyes sparkling as she swiped sweat from her brow. She held out her hand and helped Jason up.

“Hades, Annabeth,” Jason muttered, sheathing his golden gladius, “Can’t even give me a break on my wedding weekend?”

Annabeth grinned, “I was already going easy on you, Grace.” She looked around for her next opponent. Piper, Hazel, and a group had gone to the stables to groom the horses. Leo sat, bruised, physically and his ego, on the sidelines nursing a scrape on his arm. Frank messed with the straw poking out of one of sparring dummies, and refused to make eye contact with her. “Come on!”

“I’ll have a go,” piped Percy, standing up from the bench where he’d been sitting with Nico watching Reyna and Thalia spar across the arena.

Annabeth shot him a look, “Really Percy? It’s alright. These guys are just babies.”

Percy stood directly in front of her, “No, for real, I’ll spar with you.”

“Percy, no it’s okay,” Annabeth sheathed her knife in the holster of thigh, “We’ve all trained to sword fight since we were kids at this camp, it’s—”

“You scared?” Percy said, his wagging eyebrow challenging her.

Annabeth gaze darkened, “Alright, then.” She unsheathed her knife, “Pick your weapon.”

Percy picked up a bronze sword from the chest Chiron had brought out to the sparring area, swinging it back and forth testing its’ weight, “You alright with those little knives, Chase?” He stood in front of her.

Annabeth unsheathed another, “Perfect with them. They let me get closer to my opponent.” She stood directly in front of him. Thalia and Reyna had paused their spar to watch.

Percy grinned, “Rules?”

Annabeth twirled the knife in her left hand, using them to point to the markings on the straw covered sparring arena, “First person to step out of the boundaries.”

“Not to the death?” Percy grinned at her.

Annabeth smirked back, “Ready, Jackson?”

The two faced each other within the ring and fell into a fighting stance. Annabeth beckoned him with her hand to make the first move. Percy made the first strike, and Annabeth parried him with a basic block, but Percy struck again, this time disarming Annabeth. Her knife cluttered to the ground. Annabeth raised an eyebrow, her face failing to conceal the shock.

“Jason, I think she really was going easy on you,” Percy said, sweeping up her knife and tossing it back to her. “Don’t you dare go easy on me, Chase. Let’s call that a warm-up round.”

Annabeth’s expression was unreadable, “Fine, let’s go again.” This time, Annabeth made the first move, which Percy smoothly blocked.

Suddenly, they were dancing. The clang of bronze against bronze and the whip of blades flying through the air filled the training arena. Every strike from another was met by a perfectly in sync parry. They fought as if choreographed, his body occupying the space hers was in seconds before being interrupted by the clang of metal. Annabeth didn’t know if she was fighting against Percy or with him. He seemed to know exactly what her next move would be.

Annabeth’s muscles burned in a way she hadn’t felt since her camp days — the exertion required of an equally adept opponent. No one had matched her combat skill like this since, well since Luke, who had taught her to fight in the first place. Fighting with Percy was a dance, and she didn’t want the song to end.

Annabeth knew that she wouldn’t be able to outpower Percy, not due to her own strength or skill, but because she was three rounds of sparring in and he was fresh. His technique was a little rough around the edges, but his natural skill was apparent. Annabeth noticed this in his stance, and they way his arms extended when he swung his blade at her.

She would have to end this round with strategy. He had caught her off guard with his skill when he disarmed her in the first round when she was going easy on him, but now she truly was exerting herself. Percy was having fun, too much to stop or give in. She could tell from the way he almost had her disarmed a couple times, but also eased up just in time for her to inter his saber with one of her knives. How dare he go easy on her now, Annabeth thought as she swung her blade as his throat.

Clang! Percy blocked it. She saw him grin and couldn’t help a smile from spreading across her face.

But she had a plan. Percy swung his sword at her, and Annabeth resisted the urge to block, just for a second, but that was all it took. Percy’s arm faltered, just for a second, when she didn’t move from his attack. The tip of the blade grazed her arm. That second hesitation was all Annabeth needed to get close enough to shove Percy off balance and take a step out of boundaries.

Jason and the others whooped and cheered from the sidelines.

“That’s what you get for going easy on me, Jackson,” Annabeth said, holding out her hand.

Percy shook it, and didn’t let go, “Believe me, I wasn’t.”

“Where’d you learn to fight like that?”

“I’m an actor. Years of stage combat classes.”

“Nerd.

Annabeth finished concealing the scratch on her arm, and began tidying up her mess of makeup and clothes around the cabin.

After a couple more rounds that afternoon (Percy and Jason fighting round after round until eventually calling a tie), they left to meet up with the stable group in the woods for a game of capture the flag — bridesmaids and dates against groomsmen and dates. Annabeth’s team won, of course. “I always have a plan,” Annabeth said with a wink. That plan had just so happened to involve Percy as bait and a distraction while Annabeth claimed Jason’s flag right from under his nose.

A walk through the strawberry fields in the afternoon had allowed Percy to bond with her camp friends. They all seemed to love him, and she did as well the more she got to know him. Percy was charming and funny and retorted back to her witty remarks with clever jibes at her that made her laugh. They hung back from the group on the walk and Percy told her about his mom, Sally, who raised him as a single parent and faithfully supported his acting career, and his stepdad Paul, who was an English teacher.

Annabeth justified it as informing Percy on the need-to-knows of being her fake boyfriend, but the sun and the smell of strawberries had her spilling tales of her stepmom and the rough years with her dad and the move from Virginia to San Francisco that made her summers at camp the best times of her childhood.

When they had returned from the strawberry fields, Jason and the groomsmen had invited Percy for a couple of beers down by the lake. Annabeth said goodbye to him with a kiss on the cheek to get ready for Piper’s bachelorette party.

That had been an hour or two ago before Annabeth had taken the best shower of her life, and washed away the grime and sweat of the day. It had been an amazing first day of Piper and Jason’s wedding weekend, participating in her favorite camp activities and getting to know Percy — bringing him as her date was a great idea from the looks of today.

Annabeth looked in the mirror hanging against the wall next to the door of Cabin 3 and adjust the bridesmaid sash over the short black dress she wore. Piper had no idea what was coming for her for her bachelorette party.

sorry for the long wait, hope you enjoyed xx

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percywinchester27 · 6 years

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Unconventional Roommates (Part-6)

Word count: 3.8K

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Warnings: Feels, fluff

Series Summary: Now that his brother is at Stanford, for the first time in his life, Dean does something for himself. He takes a step towards chasing his own dreams and moves away from Lawrence to start college, which is both thrilling and scary at the same time. Only catch, in this unknown town, he is stuck with the MOST infuriating female on the planet- the roommate from hell!

A/N: I REALLY hope you like this part <3 This is also written for @spnfluffbingo

Square filled: Free space

Thanks to my Princess @deanssweetheart23 for beta reading this. I love you so much, Athina <3

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The almost 6 hour long drive was more calming than Dean could have ever imagined, but the soft, almost rhythmic purr of the Impala, along with Led Zeppelin's 'Stairway to heaven' crooning in the background was heaven. It was both relaxing and nostalgic. Dean couldn't wait to see his brother and when the car finally stopped along the curb of the address he was looking for, Sam was sitting along the edge, waiting, a huge grin plastered on his face.

"Long time, no see?" He asked, getting up as Dean pulled his brother in a tight hug.

"It's good to see you, Sam."

Sam pulled back to give Dean a look. "Is that why you completely forgot about me for two weeks?"

Dean rolled his eyes. 'You can't be seriously mad about that still!"

"Of course I can be," Sam shrugged playfully. "I'm the little brother. I get to be whiny all the time. Come, I'll show you around."

Dean walked with his brother, taking in the hair that was falling over Sam's forehead. He was a bit leaner than the last time, dressed in jeans and a Navy T-shirt. Sam showed him around his tiny apartment that he shared with three other boys. Looking at that, Dean felt luckier about his accommodation. In most ways, it was like having his own room.

Sam was super enthusiastic about Dean visiting him after all this time. He wanted Dean to know everything about his life, a few friends. He dragged Dean everywhere, from the University campus to the popular hangouts. Finally, they found themselves a corner booth in a bustling bar, where there was some chance of holding a conversation.

"So what's up with you?" Sam finally asked. "How's college treating you?"

"Like crap," Dean told him, then continued to elaborate on everything that had happened since he'd started there. It felt good to talk, it felt really good to let it out to someone who knew the pressure and the excitement of getting to experience this. Four years back neither of them would have imagined this life for themselves.

"Wow!" Sam breathed out. "You've had quite the adventure, haven't you?"

"Tell me about it." Dean took another swig of his beer.

"What's the deal with this girl though?" Sam asked, curiously. "She seems like one tough customer."

Again. Tell me about it.

But Dean shook his head, gathering the words before speaking them. "I just can't figure her out, man. You just never know what the hell she's thinking. She seems like the sort of person who wouldn't think twice before setting a house on fire if she thought it was the right thing to do."

Sam laughed. "You sound scared of her."

"Oh, you would be, too, if you really knew her."

Sam looked like he was trying very hard not to burst out laughing.

"C'mon, say it," Dean said. "I know you want to say something, so just say it."

His brother finally laughed. "I have to admit, when I heard you were bunking with a girl, I thought you'd be having the time of your life. But now, look at you, all confused over a girl. But she did that imposition for you when she didn't need to. Maybe she's interested in you."

It was Dean's turn to start laughing. "I'm not sure she's even interested in boys."

"But you speak fondly of her," Sam said slyly. Too slyly.

"It's cause she saved my ass." Dean wanted to roll his eyes.

"Only because she put it in line of fire in the first face."

"Well, she didn't do it purposely!"

Sam's grin grew more pronounced. "And now you're defending her. That's a first. You really sure you're not falling for your misanthrope of a roommate?"

"It's not like that, Sam," Dean said for what seemed like a millionth time now.

Sam put his hands up. "Alright! I was just saying." But he still had that shit eating grin on his face.

"Bitch!"

"Jerk."

They finished up their beers and food, then found themselves their usual spots in the Impala. Dean at the front and Sam at the back, leaning against the opposite doors, facing each other as they talked.

Sam wanted to know about everything, from his classes and professors to the job and how he was liking the city. In turn, Dean did tell him everything, about his few friends, including Cas and Meg, and then his friends at the paper. Dean also told him about his job as the photographer and his first assignment at the fair. Sam had the perfect curse words for Zachariah and it was very satisfying to hear. Dean didn't remember the last time he had talked so much in a way that his throat was sore, his stomach seemed permanently cramped from laughing so hard. And his eyes? His eyes didn't want to close yet, even if it was way past 2 in the morning. Cooped in a car that was more of a home than any house ever had been, with the only person who'd truly ever been family, Dean felt happy. He felt content even though a little part of his mind kept going back to his apartment.

But as a joke got to him the way only Sam's words could get him, Dean fell back on to the leather upholstery, laughing like there was no tomorrow and when his heaves tuned into deep breathes that gave way to his snores, he didn't know.

*tap tap tap*

Dean jerked awake, squinting into the bright light streaming out of the semi-open window to see a shadow rapping at the glass.

He sat up, opening the door to see more clearly. A blonde girl was standing there, with her hands on the hips.

"Why are you kidnapping him, Mister?" She jerked a thumb towards Sam who was still deeply asleep in the backseat, drooling a little.

Dean rubbed his eyes, getting out of the car to face the girl. She was really good-looking. If Dean had to sort her into a club, he'd have gone with the Cheerleader type.

"I- I wasn't- " Dean started, but then her face broke into a big smile and she threw her hands around Dean.

"Whoa!" Dean backed up immediately, falling against the frame of the car.

"It's okay," she quickly explained, undeterred. "My name's Jessica. You're Dean, aren't you?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

It hit his sleep- addled brain a little late. She was the Jessica Sam was talking about.

"Well, Sam told me about you," she said excitedly and Dean put a tick on his cheerleader theory. No one should be that bright in the morning. "In fact, it's all he talked about at dinner."

Talking only about things that shouldn't be talked about on first dates at all? Typical Sam. No wonder his tally of hookups was so horrible. Be that as it might, Dean couldn't help feeling a warmth somewhere deep in the pit of his stomach for the girl.

"Listen, I'm not some kind of a creep, okay?" She said, looking a little guilty. "I’ve heard so much about you, it feels like I already know you. I just came over to see him in the morning, and he'd mentioned the car and that you drove it, so I just came to look. What're you guys doing parked out front here?"

Dean cleared his throat. "Uhhgg… We figured the insides was too cramped and we fell asleep while talking."

"That's okay," she said happily, "I'm just glad to meet you. I've heard about everything you did for him." Her eyes flitted towards the boy sleeping in the backseat with what was unmistakably love.

"I did nothing," Dean said earnestly. She needed to stop looking at him like he was a frigging hero. What the hell had Sam told her anyway?

"He said you'd say that," she smiled superiorly and Dean couldn't help but like her as he returned the smile. A secret reassurance that Sam wasn't alone around here anymore.

"Will you do something for me?" Dean asked, smiling mischievously.

"Anything."

"Don't let him forget that he drools."

Jessica grinned. "You have my word."

It was harder than he thought it would be to drive away from Sam. A bit sadder than he expected. Dean was beyond happy that Sam had a beautiful girl fall in love with his nerdy ass, but it also made him feel homesick in strange ways, a feeling very similar to when Sam had moved out for the first time. He smiled to himself as he parked the car in its usual spot and then dragged his feet into the lobby. A functional lift did brighten his outlook for the evening.

When he walked into the apartment, he was somehow surprised to find Y/N crouched on the sofa. She had been spending more and more time out of her room, now that they were on somewhat talking terms.

She was scribbling furiously into her little notepad again, her books spread out in front of her. When Dean fell onto the sofa, she nodded once to acknowledge his presence then went back to whatever she was doing. He noticed that she seemed ready to go. Well, it was always difficult to say with her because she never stuck to conventional standards of clothes acceptable for work or sleep or anything for that matter. But she was dressed in a baggy military camouflage pants teamed with a black, knitted, full sleeved turtleneck and the usual black beanie. Dean noticed that the edges of the beanie were damp, and the tip of her nose seemed shiny… so she'd just had a bath. Well, she smelled nice enough for that theory to be true.

"You know, you're creeping me out again," she said without looking up from the book. "You need to stop staring."

"You look nice today," Dean said simply.

Y/N did a double take like she wasn't sure if she'd heard right. "What did you say?"

"I said you looked nice. Badass, like Kim Possible."

There was a pause and then she doubled over laughing. It was like looking into another dimension for Dean, seeing her stoic façade just fall apart to give way to this rare girl who was honestly a wonder.

"What does that make you? Ron?" She asked. "You're blonde. You fit the part."

"No, I'm not!" Dean protested. "That's brown hair."

"Keep telling yourself that, Romeo," she said, getting up to gather the books.

Dean checked the watch, it was just past 4:30.

"You're leaving early today," he noted.

She gave him her patented smirk. "You're not the only one with assignments, Winchester." She stuffed her over full satchel with the notebook and another fat book. "Hope you had a good time with, Sammy."

"Yeah, I did." Dean smiled, before it slid off his face. "Wait a second, how do you know about him?"

She shrugged. "So, is he your brother or your boyfriend?"

"Brother… geez!" He all but barfed. "He's my younger brother."

"Thought so," she smiled lightly, as she put on her boots.

"How the hell do you know about him?" For a second Dean thought she'd been snooping around his stuff, but no, Y/N wouldn't do that. She of all people understood privacy, given the extent to which she went to keep hers. Maybe Sam's name had slipped past him sometime.

"Really! How do you know about him?" He asked again.

But she merely winked. "Sleep over that." Again it felt like an inside joke. Everything she ever said felt like an inside joke she had with herself. God knew it was infuriating.

"Annoying female!" Dean muttered to himself, as he wandered to the kitchen, hating the prospect of having to cook after driving for so long. However, the counter wasn't empty. There was half of a large Pizza left that would be more than sufficient for dinner. A note propped on it in a handwriting he recognized too well now said - "Heat me! Eat me!"

There was just no telling with that girl

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"There he is! The superman!"

Dean turned behind to Meg, Cas and their friend, Hannah, sitting in the Quadrangle in their usual spots on Monday morning.

"I'm Superman now?" Dean asked, amused, making his way towards them.

Meg seemed impressed. "What else do I call you?" She gave him a once over. "No human could have managed to finish all that work by himself. How did you do it?"

Dean smiled to himself, remembering the look in his roommates eyes when she'd taught him to glass trace.

"What sort of Mechanical Engineering student are you?"

"But seriously, how'd you do it?"

"My friend helped me," Dean said, weighing the word "friend" in his mind. Were they friends? Well, they were helping each other, feeding each other and sharing a big secret about a flooded apartment from the landlord. The word "friend" should qualify, right?

"Oooohhh friend?" Hannah teased, and Dean was ready to use his tagline of "it's not like that" when the annoying voice of Nick interrupted him.

"What sort of help?"

Dean knew better than to say the reveal deal in front of him. "Moral support. She bought me Pizza and taught me a couple tricks." It wasn't technically a lie.

"What sort of tricks," Nick pressed, coming up close. He was about Dean's height.

"I don't see how that's any of your business."

Nick gave him a glare. "You're right. It's not, but it would be good to see this friend of yours at the fair."

"Why would she be at the fair?" The idea of Y/N at anything remotely colorful was out of depth.

Nick smiled, only it looked like a sneer. "Because the idea of a stud like you going stag to the fair is going to be very entertaining for the class. A lot of those rides are couple rides."

He leaned in a little closer. "I'll be waiting to see your friend, Winchester."

"The hell's wrong with him?" Dean asked after Nick had sauntered off.

"He's butthurt," Meg concluded. "He was the teacher's pet last year. Don't think you're entrance in the scene is helping his chances."

Dean rolled his eyes. "He can go screw himself."

"But hey, at least, tell us about your friend," Hannah quipped, still interested in that line of conversation.

"She's my roommate. That's all." Dean was just as uninterested in this topic.

"Maybe you should ask her to come along," Cas suggested.

Dean snorted. "She wouldn't want to come, trust me. Y'all don't know her."

"And we never might, if we don't see her," Meg said.

Cas nodded. "Nick was right, you know. A lot of rides are couple rides and you need all the pictures you can for the paper. It'll be easy to have someone along with you than explain to every booth owner that you're the paper guy. Just think about it."

Dean did think about it, all the time at college afterwards and all the time at work. If Bobby noticed the absentmindedness, for once, he didn't say anything.

Dean left work early that day to make sure that he caught her before she left. Somehow, he was in luck. He did something different today, as opposed to using the key, he rang the bell. After five minutes, the door opened to reveal a very sweaty Y/N. The yoga pants were back today and so was the baggy t-shirt. But as opposed to being all drenched in sweat like her face and her arms, it was dry, so she'd just thrown it on. Which meant she was out just in yoga pants and…and... he quickly threw the image out of his head.

"Were you working out?" Dean asked, stepping in.

"Oh yeah," she panted. "Why'd you ring the bell?"

"Thought I'd surprise you."

"Paint me surprised!" She sassed, and Dean was secretly happy about pissing her off even a little bit.

"I wanted to find you before you left for work."

"Why?" A puzzled look.

"Well…. I wanted to ask you something." Damn. This was awkward.

"Yeah?"

Dean gulped. "Will you come to the fair with me this weekend?"

"What?" The look on her face was so disbelieving, Dean considered making a run for it. He still wasn't entirely sure whether or not she murdered people for a living, but, instead, he tried once more.

"I- I work for the paper, as a designated photographer, and they wanted pictures from this year's fair. A lot of rides are couple's rides and I figured it would be easier if I just had someone with me so I could get an entry."

The incredulous look on her face did not change, so Dean pressed his luck, "I really don't know anyone around here. You're among the very few friends I have."

"You want to take me out so your work could be easily done?" Point blank. Typical Y/N.

"No…. it's not like that," he quickly explained. "I would love to go out with you. Spend the evening together."

"I don't know what sort of a girl you think I am, Winchester," she said, a dangerous tone to her voice. "But I'm not the sort who pretends to be someone else. I'm not someone's convenience. You have the wrong estimation of what we have between us."

*bang*

Just like that he was back at staring the red door. What had just happened?

Dean waited for her to leave the room when she left for work, but even then, she stormed out before he could even get a word out.

Maybe she was in the Mafia after all, Dean thought, or maybe, the CIA. She definitely dressed the part, worked out, and was super secretive. As he laid in bed, he imagined that her room was full of pictures, the walls collages of suspects with threads connecting the links. Maybe that's why she never let him in. He knew nothing about her except that she had a sister stashed somewhere. One of these days he was going to have to check that stupid satchel of hers for guns and grenades.

His last thought before he fell asleep was how cool it would be if she really had a grenade launcher somewhere in there.

*tap tap tap*

For the second time in the week, Dean woke up to rapping noise, but this time it was his door. It was light outside his window. Must be around 5 in the morning.

Hurriedly, he pulled on a shirt over his boxers and rushed to open it.

Y/N was standing before him, sweaty again and panicked. It reminded him of her expression from the flood day. He was abruptly worried.

"Hey, are you okay?" He held her by her arms gingerly, but she kept trying to say something.

"You know what? You sit here." Dean guided her to the sofa, then came back with a glass of water. "Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"

"What? No. I'm okay," she said, then hesitated. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for yesterday."

"Why?"

"Because of what I said," she said timidly. Timid Y/N? That was a first.

Dean looked her deep in the eyes, trying to get her to trust him. "You didn't want to come to fair. That's okay, I shouldn't have just assumed-"

She shook her head. "No, you didn't assume. I overreacted. I'll come with you…if you still want."

"Of course I still want… but I want you to be sure of this first. You don't have to do anything you don't want to."

She looked at him with a peculiar expression, then said quietly. "I want to."

"Why?" He asked despite himself. "Why did you get so angry with me yesterday?"

Dean just couldn't understand. He couldn't understand why she closed herself off so completely sometimes. Got so angry, so suddenly. It would have been easier to digest if she had been a bad person, but having known her the way he did… she wasn't. She was good. Behind all that bravery, she was scared of things too, maybe more than others. Then there were times like now when she seemed lost… like she wanted to open up, but she couldn't.

Even now, she was struggling. The words were dying on her lips.

"Sometimes…" she said finally, in a whisper. "I have trouble trusting people. It's hard for me to believe them when they say they aren't using me. That they won’t laugh at me later."

"Why would they laugh at you?" For the life of him he couldn't understand. She was different, that much was obvious, but that was no reason to treat her differently, to treat her badly.

She shrugged, not quite looking at him.

"Look at me," Dean said firmly, but his voice was shaky. "Look me in the eyes."

She did. Scared and vulnerable.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to use you… even for something as stupid as a fair. Yes, it would save me 5 minutes of explaining per booth, but that's all. I asked you because you're my friend and it would be nice if I bought us a dinner for a change."

She laughed, a snot-nosed snort almost, and Dean had never wanted to protect her more. This possible serial-killer of a girl who could have anyone's balls for breakfast if she wanted to, and in that moment his fingers itched to hold her and pull her in his arms.

What on earth had happened to her? Why was she like this? His heart shuddered even trying to imagine.

"I'm not going to wear a dress or anything, and no make-up, no high heels." She declared, going back to her usual stern self.

But Dean matched her snark with his this time. "You can wear your sweatpants for all I care."

"Will you be having friends there?"

"Just Cas and Meg," Dean said, sensing that it wasn't an exciting prospect for her. "But they are good people, and they're excited to meet you."

"Y-You told them about me?" Nervousness.

Dean knew how to take care of that. "Of course. They had to know the sort of psycho I live with."

"Okay, whatever, Romeo." She got up and it was obvious from her slumped posture how tired she was.

"Hey Y/N, just so you know, it's my honor to go with you. I couldn't care less if you turned up in a flowery ball gown or 16th century pirate costume. It's you that I'm excited about."

"Okay."

She turned too quickly towards the door, without even muttering a proper bye. Dean saw the slouched shoulder, the dragging gaze. What Dean couldn't see as she turned his back on him was the unexpected blush or the smile on her lips that stayed there long after she had fallen asleep in her bed.

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thepositivescientist · 7 years

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Elly’s Confession

Long D/iscord RP with Swap and Elly from @hiddeninshxdows

( Please forgive bad writing. ((Mostly on my part)) We wrote this at like 3 am over several nights xP )

Setting: Surface world, Swap visits frequently under the disguise of a human named Simon.

Reason: Swap promised that if Elly didn’t say anything self depreciating for a month he’d take her out to eat as a friendly hangout.

Swap

Swap stepped through a portal, leading Elly behind him. He nearly trips as the slight drop but catches himself. He's wearing a blue sweater vest on top of a dress shirt, gloves, dresspants, and dress shoes. He has his human disguise up, cocoa skin, blue eyes, and short, dark brown hair. They stepped into an alleyway, the sky above is nearing sunset. Outside of the alleyway a sidewalk is seen, people walking around, music playing in the distance as the usual nightlife starts to become active.

Elly

Elly quickly opened her umbrella, even if it was sunset she still needed to protect her face from the sunlight. She had a nice little jacket with red undershirt some jeans, boots and gloves with her hair tied up in the ponytail, she even put on her glasses so she could read properly. she looked around amazed at everything and all the humans "W-wow...this is t-the surface?....its...its...AMAZING!!"

Swap

He nodded, grinning brightly. He loved seeing monster's reactions to the surface. "i know right? wait until you see the stars!" He led her out of the alley and onto the sidewalk. He glanced around to get his bearings and huffed a bit. "portal sent us to the wrong place. the restaurant is over here." He led her in the up the sidewalk. Along the sidewalk on this side of the road was a cinema, a few shops, a bar, ect. It seemed like a fairly nice downtownish area. There was also a lovely coffee shop on the corner, it had a little outside area with colorful umbrellas to sit under and enjoy a drink. Swap gave it a glance and a smile before moving on. Just across the street passed the coffeeshop was a diner. The sign read Rose's Diner. It also had a little outside area. Swap stopped in front and gestured to it proudly. "here we are! they have great burgers and they also serve breakfast all day! my favorite thing though is that they make sweets here with no sugar! apparently the daughter of the person who runs the place can't have sugar just like me! so they started making sugar free things." Through the disguise you couldn't see, but from his excitement it was obvious his eye lights were little stars.

Elly

She was so amazed by everything, gladly letting him lead her as they walked to the diner, she had never seen such liveliness, such color, she wished she brought her sketch book, so instead she just took a couple pictures with her phone. when they reached the diner she was surprised that they served sugar free things, but she was happy that he like s this place "W-well then, lets go i-inside and order some f-food!" she grabbed his hand and started walking inside practically vibrating with excitement at the new surroundings. she was very quietly making odd noises that sounded close to purring but not quite

Swap

Swap let himself get dragged along. Nearly laughing at her excitement. The inside of the diner was wood floored with rose wallpaper. It gave off a homey feeling. It had both booths and tables as well as a door leading out to the outside. A friendly woman greeted them. "Simon! You're looking nice today. I see you've brought a friend! Where'd you like to sit this time? Outside again?" Swap nodded before pausing and turning to Elly. "is that okay with you?"

Elly

She was admiring the inside almost not hearing them. She turned to swap and nodded "s-sure. I like the o-outdoors" she let go of his hand slightly embarrassed she held onto it so long "l-lead the w-way!" She said cheerfully. Masking her worry about the end of this hangout

Swap

He gave a comforting smile to Elly. He was worried that he might be overwhelming her with everything. It took him a while to get use to this stuff too. He turned back to face the woman that greeted them who grabbed two menus and gestured for them to follow before walking out to the outside area and putting the menus on a table. It was in a nice spot kinda in the corner. It had a umbrella that was brightly colored and cast shade over the table. The placement of the table allowed a great view of the rest of the tables and the street. A great place if you liked people watching. "This work?" The woman asked. To which Swap enthusiastically nodded. This was his favorite spot when he normally came here. "I'll be back in a few minutes to take your order!" And with that she walked off. Swap gestured for Elly to pick the seat she wanted. There were only two but he thought she might prefer one over the other.

Elly

She smiled back at him before following the lady, she did feel slightly overwhelmed with everything but she was trying her best to just take all this in. She saw the nice umbrella and seating, liking the spot already because of the shade. She sat down in one of the seats and looked around. she was so happy that she didn't notice her ears started wiggling in joy as she excitedly stared around at all the people "W-wow look at a-all those people!"

Swap

He sat across from her, beaming proudly. "i know right?! i love watching humans! reading books on them is okay but watching them in their day to day lives is soooo much more interesting! there are so many different humans! and none of them look the same! and the more i learn the more i realize how alike they are to monsters!" He paused as he noticed her ears wiggling. "oh my gosh that's adorable! how are you doing that?"

Elly

"I w-wish i could o-observe them more, i-it seems like fun!" her ears wiggled little more intensely before turning her head to him with a confused face "D-doing what...?" she then realized her ears are wiggling, she slaps her hands over her ears to stop them from wiggling, her face flushing gray "g-gosh sorry, my e-ears do that when i-im happy, i-its weird i know" she felt really embarrassed now because it was a stupid quirk her ears did

Swap

He chuckled. "don't be embarrassed, it's charming! i'm glad you're happy!" He paused and looked thoughtful. "i've...never seen you do that before. never really seen you this happy before either." He smiled again. "guess i'll have to take you here more often!" He froze up for a moment before quickly reaching over, opening her menu, and half shoving it in her face. He spoke in hushed tone. "h-humans don't turn grey! gotta blend in!" He cleared his throat and spoke up a bit louder. "l-look at this! they have everything here! how awesome is that?" No one seemed to notice any of this and it looked rather ridiculous. Especially with him leaning across the table like that.

Elly

she smiled a little hearing he'll take her here more often, then squeaked at the menu being pushed into her face, mentally facepalming that she let herself blush. she took the menu from his hands whispering a 'sorry' before adjusting her glasses so she can read the menu "W-wow your right t-they do have e-everything!" she hid her face in the menu waiting for her blush to calm down before moving the menu out of her face "T-there's so much i c-can't decide..." she leaned on her hand taking off her glasses and setting it on top of her head to contemplate the options in deep thought, then eventually she spaces out, staring at the sun set forgetting what she was doing

Swap

He sighed. Gosh he wished that they didn't have to hide that they were monsters. She kinda looked cute in grey. Oh well. He leaned back and picked up his own menu. Although he already knew what he was getting. After a bit of time looking at it he put it down to talk with Elly but paused when he saw her expression. He looked were she was looking and his smile got brighter. "it's beautiful isn't it? one of my favorite things about the surface." He sighed in an almost lovestruck fashion and leaned on his hand as he stared out at it. He wished that he could share this sight with everyone.

Elly

she snapped out of her thoughts when he spoke up, getting slightly startled but regaining her composure "i-it is pretty, e-even if it stings my s-skin a l-little" she turned to look at him and saw his face, she leaned on her hands looking at him with a lovestruck face, admiring him a bit before snapping herself out of it and looking back down at her menu "S-so what are y-you gonna get? i c-can't decide so i-i'll get the same as y-you" she focused on her menu while trying to ignore the voices in her head

Swap

He finally snapped out of it and tore his gaze away from the sunset when she asked him what he was going to get. "h-huh? oh uh, they have these really great pancakes. they have peanutbutter and chocolate on them! all sugar free of course." He paused and looked her over for a second. "are...are you okay? you're stuttering. is this too overwhelming? is the sun burning you?" He hoped he hadn't done something wrong. "...i'm sorry for shoving the menu in your face. did you get a papercut?"

Elly

She shook her head "S-swap i a-always stutter, i am getting b-better at english but its h-hard sometimes. and although y-yes the sun does burn me a l-little its not overwhelming, a-and no i didn't get a paper cut....i-i guess i’m just mostly nervous a-about the end of this because of w-what i need to tell you" she chuckles nervously, closing the menu and putting it down and clearing her throat "see? i can also not stutter, its just harder and takes me longer to do"

Swap

"w-well...yeah you stutter a lot but you were stuttering differently." He sighed. "guess i'm just a little worried. i want you to have a great time. you've worked so hard for this." He smiled a bit. "you've got me curious now. but there's really no need to be nervous. i'm sure it's gonna be fine." He reached over and took her menu, stacking it on top of his own to it would be easier to hand to the waitress when she came back.

Elly

"I-i was?" she always thought she stuttered how she usually did "...o-oh! my stutters probably s-seem weird because im not t-talking in third person a-anymore" she let him take her menu, she leaned on her hands smiling a little "I-ive got plenty reason t-to be nervous, mostly t-the voices are making me more n-nervous but im trying my best s-since im having a wonderful time. w-while also trying to keep myself c-calm from the sheer amount of p-people"

Swap

"o-oh dear! are there too many people? i'm sorry. probably should have thought of that." He paused again. "wait...voices?" She heard voices? Well that was a very Elly thing.

Elly

"D-dont worry its fine! i-im not in a room so i-im okay." she twiddled her thumbs "Y-yes voices, they showed u-up after my first crush...well a-attacked me, they torment my m-mind by voicing my deepest inner t-thoughts, my worries, and making m-me feel horrible and worthless a l-lot, most of the time i ignore t-them but sometimes its h-hard when they are really intense like r-right now"

Swap

He looked worried. "oh gosh...i'm so sorry you have to deal with that." He reached over and put his hand over her's. "is there some way i can help? distract you somehow from them or something?"

Elly

her cheeks dusted a little gray, hardly noticeable if anyone glanced over "T-they are hard to ignore but, just b-being here with you is enough" she turns her hand around to gently hold his

Swap

He managed a smile, still a little worried about her. "i'm glad i can help. you're a good friend and i'd hate for you to be sad." The waitress started to come back and he withdrew his hand to straighten the menus, handing them to her when she finally got there. "two of the usual, please!" She pulled out her notepad and wrote it down. "Okay! I'll have that out in a bit!" And just like that she walked off. "that's amy. she's super nice. she's the daughter that i talked about that can't have sugar."

Elly

She looked at amy as she walked off "Wow she's pretty." she slipped her glasses back on her face. "But not as pretty or good looking as you" she finger guns him with a big smirk on her face as she wiggles her eyebrows at him, hoping to make him at least a little flustered

Swap

"yeah she is pretty-" He paused and stared blankly for a moment before a light blush showed up. His magic automatically made his human disguise alter to turn very pink. "e-elly! i-i'm not- i-" he huffed a bit as the blush got worse. His expression softened as he straightened his sweatervest and refused to look at her. "...a-am i pretty?"

Elly

she chuckles at how flustered he's being, she takes a quick secret picture of this then moves her chair so she's sitting next to him. so she can grab his chin to make him look at her "Y-your the prettiest a-and i mean that" she lets go of his chin and blows a kiss at him before moving her chair back to its original spot to just smile at him

Swap

When she took his chin he was surprised and at her words his blush skyrocketed. He made a choked squeak and covered his face. "n-no one h-has ever c-called me p-pretty before." Unless they were joking or being sarcastic. His illusion shifted a little. Looking like a wave of tv fuzz went through it. He was so embarrassed that he almost lost concentration.

Elly

"W-well its true, your really pretty, a-and amazing, and just overall wonderful. i-im surprised no one has told you t-that yet because every. word. is. true." she leaned on her hand, letting the other flop on the table, thinking she should stop flustering him before he ends up revealing he's a skeleton

Swap

His face was totally red at this point and his illusion flickered a few more times. He wanted to deny it but that would be a little hypocritical. He whined a bit instead. "w-well y-you're p-pretty and amazing too."

Elly

"i-im glad you think so, i may not think h-highly of myself, and although i usually d-deny it it does make me a little happy to h-hear you say that about me" she chuckles and leans on both hands staring at him with a look of fondness on her face

Swap

He focused on calming himself down. Taking deep breaths. Slowly his blush started to fade but not all the way. He finally uncovered his face, but didn't look at her. Focusing on straightening his sweatervest instead. "y-you just l-love flustering me don't ya?"

Elly

her smile widens seeing him uncover his face, seeing the little bit of blush still leftover "a-although yes i do love doing it, today i-im being one hundred percent serious. y-you being flustered is just a bonus" she kept staring seeing he didn't look at her "w-why are you looking away? i know there's n-nothing wrong with my face right now, a-and i know you don't like me romantically so t-there's no reason for you to look away"

Swap

His blush got worse. "h-huh? u-uh i-i'm just- i-i um...genuine c-complements- i- uh..." He nervously straightened his bow tie. "i-i'm not use to them a-at all. i-i f-feel all f-fuzzy a-and i just-" He gestured vaguely still not looking at her directly. "y-you know? i-i just don't know what t-to do!"

Elly

She laughs a little "W-well ive always complemented y-you genuinely. ive never once jokingly, o-or sarcastically complemented you. and y-you should get used to it since n-now you know im always genuine" she looked away for a minuet, glancing around to see if a waitress is nearby with their order. "though i-ive never heard someone say t-they feel all fuzzy from complements"

Swap

He whined and rubbed his face as if that would help get rid of his blush. "w-well yeah b-but y-you never said them l-like that a-and i just thought you were b-being polite o-or- i dunno...m-maybe it's just me...i-i feel like a different person when i'm on the surface." The waitress could be seen taking orders to people. It looks like it wouldn't be long before the food came.

Elly

"W-well your not a different p-person, your still the same, pretty, wonderful guy ive known for....hmm about a year now?" she didnt quite remember but she was happy she's known him that long "Your the first person to really get to know the me under my mask . you make me feel safe, heck my eye still turns off whenever im around you even though you don't even have total trust anymore" she actually took out a sticker from her jean pocket, and sides it over to him, it was her trust sticker but it had a whopping 65% on it

Swap

He looked at the sticker with surprise, his blush not subsiding. He looked up at her with the same surprise. "r-really?" He hesitantly picked up the sticker and smiled at it. After a moment looking up at her with the same smile. "th-thank you for trusting me!"

Elly

she smiled back tucking the large clump of hair that usually covers her eye behind her ear, its now visible that she took off her stitches today, and her eye was totally normal "Im still used to seeing only out of one eye but this is fine too" she felt weird not having her eye covered but she felt safe

Swap

He beamed even brighter seeing that her eye was normal. "i'm sure you'll get use to it." He put the sticker in his pocket for safekeeping. "it's nice to see both of your eyes."

Elly

"I-its weird though. I l-look strange with it not c-covered" her stomach growled quite loudly "I....h-haven't eaten anything a-all day"

Swap

He was worried again. "elly you need to take better care of yourself!" He sighed. "i'm sure the food with be here soon." As soon as he said that the waitress came from the door to the inside carrying two normal sized plates and two smaller ones. She trotted over balancing everything with practiced ease. Setting the bigger plates in front of them, they had a stack of delicious looking pancakes covered in peanut butter and chocolate syrup. She set down the smaller plates as well. They each had a small slice of what looked like strawberry cake. "Mom's trying a new recipe. She's not sure if she should add it to the menu so I thought you could try it and tell me how it is! I personally love it but the customers are the deciding vote. Anyways, enjoy!" And with that she turned around and went back inside.

Elly

"i k-know i know im trying, b-but i tend to forget and when i r-run out of money its required i d-don't eat" she smiled at the pancakes and picked up her fork starting to dig in, already loving it, and using all her willpower not to eat how she normally does since it wouldn't be very 'human' if she did. "So good~!" she started gobbling it down, licking any chocolate and penutbutter around her mouth "gosh if you treat me out to food like this more often im gonna have to marry you just to lock you down" she says totally joking as she stuffed more into her mouth

Swap

He laughed a bit at that. "well, i'd like to take you out more often. especially if you can't afford food. you know you can always ask for help, right? it's no bother." He took a bite of the cake and his face lit up. "oh my gosh this is amazing! i hope they add this to the menu." He shoved the rest of the small slice in his mouth, swallowing it in one big bite.

Elly

"Of c-course, i'll be sure to r-rely on you more" she finished off her pancakes and nearly choked seeing him shove it in his mouth swallowing in one bite. she decided to try the cake too "y-your right it i-is good!" she scarfed down the cake totally satisfied "T-this really was worth n-not being self depreciating for a m-month, even more so b-because i get to spend some nice t-time with you when we aren't just using e-each other to sleep"

Swap

"well, it's not really using. it's helping eachother out! i get nightmares and you eat nightmares! and you can only get good rest when you're in a dream so you can hang out in mine! it is nicer hanging out with you when i'm awake though." He started cutting up his pancakes into perhaps a little too big of pieces. "we should hang out more often! maybe make it a bi-monthly thing. if you can go two weeks without being self depreciating then we go out to eat!"

Elly

"I s-should cut back on it t-though, the nightmares are k-kind of fuel for my magic. a-and if i eat too much i end up w-with a 50/50 chance of either getting h-horribly sick or just...horrible" she shudders thinking about it "T-two weeks...I think i can do t-that, not often but i can t-try sometimes so we can do this m-more" she tries to poke for more pancakes but realizing she ate it all "o-oh, i guess i a-ate it all" she just set her fork down doing deep in thought, a serious look taking over the more joyful one

Swap

"what's important is you being healthy! i don't want you to overdo the nightmare eating if it's gonna make you sick. and i'm sure you can resist being self depreciating. you managed this far!" He shoved a big bite of pancake in his mouth. He was practically glowing with joy. Gosh he loved pancakes. He seemed oblivious to her expression, too busy with his food. "by how fast you ate them i'd say you enjoyed it!"

Elly

she didn't respond, she was so deep in her thoughts she almost forgot she was even anywhere. its almost as if she lagged since it took her quite a long while before she responds "I d-did like them, t-they were very tasty, and i-ill try to be h-healthy..." she contemplates a question in her mind before voicing it "H-hey swap, after this c-can we go for a walk s-someplace with less people?" although she enjoyed the liveliness she prefers a more peaceful quiet more

Swap

Swap paused mid bite when she finally spoke up. He's devoured half his plate already. "uh, sure! there's this park a few blocks away that's nice. i was actually planning on taking you there for viewing the stars." The sun was almost down by now, reds and oranges fading into pinks and purples.

Elly

"Wonderful!" she's been wanting to see stars so badly ever since she looked at the lid of her music box her mom gave her "Im quite excited to see the stars, since the closest ive seen to a star is what your necklace is made out of." she started playing with one of her earrings a bit feeling increasingly nervous and very excited, her ears started wiggling, feeling so happy

Swap

He smiled brightly. "i love that necklace! i'm actually wearing it!" He sat down his fork and reached down his shirt collar to pull out the crystal necklace. "i'd wear it out in the open but it doesn't fit my outfit and my bowtie gets in the way." He carefully tucked it back under his collar. "i'm sure you'll love them!" He went back to eating his food. Rushing it even more than normal so they could get to the park before sundown

Elly

Her ears wiggled intensely that she felt her ears hitting her head with the wiggling "I-i'm happy you wear it, i w-worked on it for...about a month or so g-getting the shape right" she snorted seeing him eating really fast "Woooaaahh s-slow down or your gonna m-make a mess all over your f-face" the thought of chocolate sauce and penutbutter on his face did make her laugh

Swap

He paused in his eating, a slight blush appearing. "i-i uh, already have. i'm just hiding it with illusions." He picked up a napkin and wiped his face . Despite the illusion making it look clean, the napkin came back as a mess of peanutbutter and chocolate. "i um...i'm a really messy eater." He looked a little sheepish as he started eating again, this time taking 'small' bites and slowing down a bit.

Elly

she laughs seeing the really messy napkin "D-don't worry im also a messy e-eater sometimes" she just tried her best to not be one today since she doesn't have illusions "y-you can take your time e-eating since we have plenty o-of time up here"

Swap

"i know i know i just wanna make sure we get there before the stars come out!" He swallowed a bite. "it gets really really dark. they actually shut off a good amount of light around the park area so the stars are more visible. it has something to do with an age old tradition or something. this place is weird like that but it does make it nice." He shoved another rather large bite in his mouth. "something to do with, ironically enough, ancient human wizards. the kind that sealed monsters underground. they say that one of them is buried in that park. which is why after all these years they haven't touched that plot of land. it's actually a very large section too. anyways, they said that this wizard could bring stars down from the sky! and some people even said they've seen their ghost! it's all folktale but it's interesting that it's stuck around so long. the reason they turn the lights off is because they say their sprite wants to see the stars."

Elly

"W-wow ghosts....i wonder i-if anyone got murdered in that park b-because if its that dark then it would be so easy t-to do it, like some horror movie" she laughs a little evilly thinking about it "B-but i like the little folktale its n-nice. i don't get to hear many tales b-besides the one of how my mom and dad m-met. they both met each other during the heat o-of battle, my mom protected my dad since he wasn't a f-fighter and after that he was infatuated with her s-strength and bravery that he started giving her f-flowers and gifts. and they got married at t-their favorite spot, just before they got sealed i-in, and they've been together s-since. its wonderfully sweet how long they've b-been together”

Swap

He smiled brightly. "that's so romantic! my parents met when they were kids. they grew up together! but then my mom left snowdin and moved to new home where she worked on the blueprints and oversaw the construction of the core. they kinda drifted apart for a long while. dad wasn't the riverman yet because his dad was still alive. so he was focusing on writing romance novels. eventually mom came back and they both found themselves head over heels for eachother again and started to officially date. dad can't talk without stuttering and messing up a lot. it's some kinda disability. so when he proposed to my mom he used the old echo flower tea trick! recording the message and then sealing it in the flower with heat and making tea with the flower. even though i can talk perfectly fine, i'd like to do that when i propose. mostly because i feel like i'd get so nervous i'd mess up." He looked a little dazed out. "i was born soon after that. a little over a week after they were married. they got into a rush and didn't check to make sure they had enough magic...dad says it caused a lot of stress for them. they we so worried that i wouldn't make it..." He smiled a bit. "but i did. and when i was in the clear everyone had a big party. too bad i was too young to remember it. he says that mom didn't leave my side for a month. she was always fretting about her little son. but even if i was born with a weak soul she insisted that i was meant for greatness. to follow in her footsteps and become the scientist that set all of monsterkind free!" He seemed to be glowing with pride at this. A moment later it all faded and he looked a little downcast. "guess she couldn't be right all the time."

Elly

She reached over the table and put her hand on him of his after hearing this story "You may n-not be a scientist, but i believe y-you're still meant for greatness. i m-mean my mom thought i was gonna be like h-her and be a strong fighter in an a-army and find my own Pesu, but i take after m-my dad so violence isn't for me" she still had to endure training but it just made her stronger so she can protect anyone she cares about "I d-do hope to find someone for myself b-but because of my trust issues it m-makes it very hard for me. and with all my problems s-some people don't wanna deal with i-it" she took her hand off his "A-anyway did you finish u-up your food?"

Swap

He smiled a bit at her words. He was sad that he'd given up on being a royal scientist. But he did hope he could do something great. He took a deep breath and smiled brighter. "yeah. i'm done. oh, and elly, i'm sure you'll find someone. good things come to those who wait. you'll find the perfect person soon enough." He wiped off his face again, making sure that it was clean, even if the illusion hid it. "i'm gonna go pay. be right back!" He stood up, brushed himself off and walked off back inside the building to pay.

Elly

"Okay!" she smiled as he left into the building, she then flopped her head on the table groaning a little as soon as he left into the building "G-god damn he's so c-cute, hold yourself together Elly....j-just be patient..." she was mentally practicing her confession and trying to calm herself. taking deep breaths "O-okay calm yourself, a-and resist confessing too e-early..." she knows she's gonna have a hard time doing that, she had a hard time just not kissing him right then and there with how cute he was being

Swap

Swap trotted back out after a few minutes, he was grinning brightly. "good news! i talked to amy and her mom and they're adding that cake to the menu!" He was as giddy as a child on Christmas. "oh! and i paid so we're good to go!" He offered her a hand. "it's a bit of a walk to get to the perfect viewing spot so we should get a move on."

Elly

she bolted her head up from flopped on the table when she heard him. she smiled hearing the cake would be on the menu "Wonderful! i-im glad its being added!" she gets up from her seat and picks back up her umbrella she set aside before putting her hand in his "O-okay lets go!" she was excited to get to this viewing spot

Swap

He led her off, back through the inside of the restaurant, waving at Amy before heading out back on the sidewalk. He glanced around before leading her in the quickest way he knew to the park. It was a few minutes of fast walking and twists and turns before they got to the grassy area. The sun was just falling below the horizon. As soon as they were on the grass he scooped her up and dashed at full speed. The area was quite large as he'd said. At least a few miles wide. 'Park' was an understatement. It was largely forested with a few large clearings and paths leading to different parts. The whole area seemed very out of place next to the city area. He didn't waste time to dash through the forest, ignoring the neat paths to take a shortcut. The whole area was on a gradual slope up and when they finally left the trees they found a clearing on top of a hill. The top had a few benches and a path up it if you took the normal path instead of just dashing through the unmarked forested area. "here we are!" He carefully set her down on a bench and sat next to her. Just their luck that it seemed no one else was around. The sun had just gone down and the very very last specks of purple turned into dark blue of the night sky. Despite being near the city lights and light pollution, it seemed that the stars were bright as ever. Swap was still grinning, a few happy sparks of magic popping without him noticing as he pointed up. "just in time!"

Elly

She followed gladly as he lead her to the park. then squeaked loudly as she was scooped up, she clung to him tightly as he bolted at full speed though the park to the spot. she had a bit of lag from the intense speed, when she finally realized what was going on she saw the stars, her eyes widened and sparkled. she was so amazed and happy that she didn't notice her magic reacting to it, causing any shadows within 20 feet of them swirling upwards almost weightlessly "Woah..."

Swap

He was overjoyed at her reaction. Glad that he could make this dream come true. He gave a glance to the shadows, freaking out for only a spilt second before he decided it was probably like his sparks. He looked up at the stars instead. "aren't they beautiful? when i first saw them i stayed up all night just to look a them. finding constellations that i'd only read about and recalling the stories behind them..." Be sighed happily. He loved the stars so much. He was glad she loved them too

Elly

her eyes trailed off to look at him, her grip on her umbrella tightened trying to resist as much as she can but she couldn't "Swap i....i just c-can't take it anymore!! i c-can't keep hiding it from you!" she drops her umbrella and grabs both his hands "SWAP I LOVE YOU!! a-and not like a friend, im IN l-love with you and i h-have been for a long time. it j-just intensified ever since you looked i-in my repression box just...UGH i l-love you so much!....but i know y-you don't like me back, you always get c-crushes on girls and i try to be supportive b-but it kills me a little inside pretending i d-don't love you just....you don't have to g-give me an answer because i know you'll r-reject me." she kisses his cheek and lets go of his hands running off in a random direction, mentally scolding herself for blurting it out like that. the voices yelling at her how he won't wanna see her again

Swap

He turned to look at her when she spoke. When she took his hands he stared in confusion and shock. His illusion fell from how surprised he was and he didn't even process it fast enough to start blushing before she kissed his cheek and dashed off. He sat there for another few seconds before bolting after her. As soon as he caught up to her he hugged her from behind. "p-please don't run." He just held on tightly for a few moments as things started to set in. Very carefully he picked her and brought her back to the bench. Setting her back down like he had before. He crouched in front of her her took her hands in his own, looking up at her with bright eyelights and an even brighter blush. A soft, and little nervous smile in place. "i-i had no idea you felt that way. look, i...i don't feel the same. but, i'm willing to give this a chance. m-maybe...we could go on a few dates? see how we get along? b-but no matter what happens i need you to promise me something." He took a deep breath. "regardless of if this works out or not, i'd like to still be your friend. can you promise that if we...if this doesn't work out, you'll still be willing to be my friend?"

Elly

she was nearly gonna cry as she ran, and almost attacked swap when he grabbed her, squirming a but but stilled when he asked her not to run. she let herself be carried back to the bench. her hair had flopped back over her other eye as she nervously stared him in the eyes, unable to look away from his bright eyelights. she was expecting the worst but her expression softened from being nervous to pure shock "Y-you'll give me a c-chance..?" tears start forming in her eyes which she then tackled him into a hug clinging tightly "I-i promise even if it doesn't w-work i will still be your friend, i-im just so happy your b-bothering to give me a-a chance...e-even more so since t-the voices were telling m-me that i just ruined e-everything..."

Swap

He nearly falls over at the hug, hugging back after a moment. "it's okay elly. you haven't ruined anything." He sighed. "we've been friends for a while now so it's the least i could do. i dunno if i'll end up feeling anything or not but...it would be stupid of me not to at least try. after all, you'd make a wonderful girlfriend." He backed up a little to look her in the eye again. "just so you know, this doesn't mean that i'm your boyfriend, yet. this means we're two friends testing the waters to see if we could be something more. don't get your hopes up too much because i don't wanna hurt you if it doesn't end up how you expected." He smiled brighter. "besides that, i'm excited to see how this goes!" He pecked a kiss on her forehead.

Elly

"O-of course, i wont get my hopes u-up and we're not together, but i can h-have a little speck of hope that me m-might" her face flushed a very light gray at the forehead smooch "Im also e-excited....but um ive never b-been on a date before....ever. u-unless being left in the snow for h-hours while the other gets n-nicecream, leaving me without a j-jacket and comes back giving me h-half of one, because thats what m-my last crush did" she did not know how relationships properly worked. "s-so you'll have to plan the date...sorry im inexperienced...."

Swap

He cling tighter. "i promise i won't do that to you. and uh...a date is kinda like what we did today except um...you talk about more personal things? we kinda did that though...dates are for getting to know eachother better!" He looked a little sheepish. "uh..i'm not the best with dating either. most of the time me and my last girlfriend just hung out and occasionally had some really deep talks or spoke about how we wanted to get married and how many kids we'd have....been a while since i last dated." He sighed sadly before snapping back. Talking about his ex probably wasn't a good thing to do. "it's fine though! we'll figure it out together!"

Elly

"Y-yeah we will figure it out t-together" she wanted to pinch herself to make sure this isnt some dream , so she just instead nuzzled him a bit. "W-well i don't mind t-talking about stuff, im not exactly i-intresting but there is things you don't k-know about me" she slips from his arms and just lays on the ground patting the spot next to her "L-like you don't know that i c-can make music out of almost anything. l-like if i find something that i t-think can be used to make a b-beat i can do it"

Swap

He laid down next to her, snuggling up close. "really? that's so cool!" He thought for a moment as he looked up at the stars. "i use to want to be an astronaut when i was a kid. said i'd be the first monster in space." He laughed a bit. "my mom told me as soon as we were on the surface she'd make sure that happened." He sighed. "i really miss her. i can't even say her name now...at least i don't think i can...i know i can't say it in my world because weird things happen...from what i understand, she's been erased from existence, the only link keeping her from being totally gone is me because i have her magic. to delete her would mean deleting me and i'm not...suppose to be forgotten? although if i try to say her name it...it's odd. it's like i lose a part of her. like, acknowledging her is forbidden." He paused for a moment and looked sheepish again. "s-sorry. that probably made no sense. erasing people, heh. this isn't a video game." He awkwardly tugged at his gloves. "it's hard to explain. she's alive but also not alive and everyone but me and my dad and brother have forgotten about her. and she lives in the void now? and she can sometimes watch what we do through one sided portals that show up. also she can talk to me in my dreams....i think i made that sound even more crazy."

Elly

she gently holds his hand "Y-you don't sound crazy at all. i h-have a grandmother, i knew her f-for a long time until she d-died, and when we die its usually l-like we just, melt. vanish into j-just thick black mist. she was a w-wonderful person and was so kind and c-caring, but when she died my family stopped t-talking about her almost like she was f-forgotten." she chuckles a little sadly "I k-know she isn't but n-no one ever wants to talk a-about her, it makes me worry about w-what if mom or dad died, would everyone stop t-talking about them too? what if i d-died would everyone just forget m-my existence..." She squeezed his hand a little "I-its just stupid thoughts. b-but yeah i don't think your crazy, i m-mean knowing about timelines and s-stuff was already crazy so anything is p-possible"

Swap

He glanced over and smiled at her. "thanks elly. ya know, i wouldn't forget you." He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "makes me think of grandpa semi. he was my mom's dad. my dad wasn't around much so semi filled in whenever he could. he was the best. he taught me all sorts of things." He sighed. "when i was around 17 he passed away. it's okay though. he lived a long and happy life. fell in his sleep. it was painful losing him but that's just how life is. i'm thankful to have met him."

Elly

"Y-your grandpa sounds n-nice..." she scoots closer, leaning her head on his shoulder "I-its nice you got taught a l-lot, i got taught only how t-to bake, how to fight, and h-how to grow tea. i was never even t-taught how to see my soul, i only g-got to see it once and that was with my m-moms help when i was 6 to check a c-crack on it" she sighs deeply "ive b-been wanting to check it again s-since it was only about...i d-dunno this big?" she lifts up her free hand and shows her fingers which were almost touching "i-its probably nothing but i-its just something in the back o-of my mind i think about"

Swap

He looked worried. "oh gosh...that doesn't sound good. do you want me to check it? i know a thing or two about souls."

Elly

She sits up "Could you? it would be very helpful since i don't remember what my soul looked like"

Swap

He sits up as well, leaning back on his hands. "of course! maybe i can teach you how to summon it yourself too. not sure if it works the same but here's how i do it." He put a hand over where his soul would be. "i focus on my soul, it's the core of a monster's being so keep that in mind. try to sense where the most concentrated magic is. and then will it to show itself." He moved his hand and he soul showed itself, floating over his palm. Slightly smaller than it should be and glowing white with a barely blue tint. Two deep cracks visible, one looking more filled in and older and the other still looked fresh. "Like that."

Elly

she stared amazed "W-wow...your soul is v-very pretty!" she decides to try it herself, she does exactly as he instructed and she took out a normal sized soul, it had a very very slightly purple tint. and it looked a little clear with gray on the inside swirling around inside. it also had a crack that split out into multiple cracks, they weren't deep hairline cracks at the least, but it still was kinda big for hairline cracks, nearly reaching the top of her soul "H-huh, it got much bigger t-then before"

Swap

His eyesockets widened in surprise. "i've never seen anything like it!" His own vanished back into his chest. He looked it over. "those cracks aren't good at all. the cracks in mine are more precise but yours seems almost...infectious." He squinted at it for a long moment in deep thought. "you said you were...6 when the damage appeared? do you remember if it looked like this before? with all the smaller fractures?"

Elly

"N-no it didn't look like this at a-all. last time i saw it it was only t-this far up" she points to the very bottom, only a little bit upwards from the bottom "I d-dunno what could have c-caused it to grow bigger though." she shrugs as she examines the cracks

Swap

He squinted a bit harder at it before nodding as if coming to a decision. "i have one more question. did this crack show up around the time of your first crush attacking you?"

Elly

"Um yeah, thats when i started having some trust issues. we were still 'friends' but she got more brutal and since she knew everything about me she used that information against me to make me feel worthless" she had no idea how it was related "Are my cracks caused by that or something?"

Swap

He nodded again. "My cracks are caused by emotional damage. they are precise because they focus on one thing in particular. i believe yours are linked to that event and onwards! the cracks were small at first but as you continued to be abused, you became less and less trusting and that spiraled out into every aspect of yourself. your self worth, your trust in others, your trust in yourself, etc. the cracks mimicked this." He pointed to the starting crack. "i have reason to believe that this is where those voices are coming from as well. elly, you're literally being chipped away at by your fear. the less you trust the more the cracks grow. the more you hate yourself the more they grow. everything negative is stemming from your fear. and the only way to heal is to face your fear." He paused for a moment before adding. "of course soul study is still a very uh...vague science. so i could be off. but from my experience, if it follows the same logic then what i said should be accurate."

Elly

she put a hand to her chin thinking about his words before sighing "S-sounds pretty understandable, i...i a-am trying my best to t-trust people more but of c-course its hard, and so is trying my b-best to be less negative...i mean i honestly d-don't feel that right now, being n-near you kinda makes me forget about a-all my issues, and m-makes me happy." she puts away her soul and leans her head on his shoulder "t-the voices still of course a-are annoying and make me t-think bad things, b-but i can ignore them when i-im with you" her cheeks flushed "O-oops im getting m-mushy...sorry"

Swap

He chuckled a bit. "i'm glad i can help." He wraps an arm around her and kisses her forehead. "you can be mushy all you want! be yourself!" He paused for a moment and looked up. "oh yeah, i almost forgot why we came here in the first place."

Elly

Her cheeks went a lighter gray as she also looked up "O-oh right, i distracted u-us from it with m-my sudden confession." she can at least now fondly stare at the stars and think about what happened today "The stars are pretty, but of course they aren't as pretty as you" she kisses his cheek before turning her head away from him

Swap

His blush comes back, a bright blue. He still hadn't remembered to put his illusion back up. He sighed and tried to calm himself. "i could say the same about you." He said it casually. As if a passing thought as he stared into the sky and mentally traced out constellations.

Elly

she felt her cheeks go a somehow lighter gray before turning back, scooting so she's as close as she can to him, nuzzling his cheek "....d-do you actually mean t-that?....actually with h-how you said it you probably do m-mean it"

Swap

"hmm? yeah i mean it. i know a beautiful lady when i see one." He squinted at the sky for a moment before his eyes lit up. "oh yeah! i keep forgetting that it changes! no wonder they weren't in the same places. you'd think i'd remember that but time and time again i keep forgetting. i guess that's what happens when you're use to living in a world where things don't change."

Elly

"....I-i'm gonna take a wild g-guess and assume your talking about c-constellations." she took his hand in hers and started absentmindedly playing with his hand, She yawns long, her tongue flopping out almost like a cat yawn. she was mostly emotionally tired from today but also physically "Today has been wonderful. it went the complete opposite of how i was expecting it"

Swap

He glanced over at her when she yawned, chuckling a bit at how funny she looked. "what? did you expect me to go crazy and throw you off a bridge?" He paused for a moment before adding. "uh...don't answer that." He looked up at the stars for another few moments before speaking again. "you seem tired. you ready to go home, dreamcatcher? you can come to my place if you're feeling up to eating some nightmares and you can hang out in my dreams so you get some good rest. seems like a good night's sleep would be a perfect way to wrap up the day."

Elly

she was totally gonna say yes to his guess but of course he added on to it so she kept silent. she thought about it for a bit "Y-yeah hanging out in your dream s-sounds nice, mostly since i felt oddly kinda d-drained as soon as i saw the s-stars" she had no idea her magic was reacting to her joy "A-and hopefully i get a goodnight k-kiss~" she points to her mouth before laughing a bit "Kidding, kidding. just teasing you a bit"

Swap

He stared at her for a moment before finally speaking. "you want one? um...i can give you a kiss if you want. might as well." He shrugged as if it was no big deal.

Elly

her face turned near white "u-u-uh i-i me-mean o-of c-course i-i wa-w-want o-one...." she was trying not to stutter but she couldn't help it with how flushed her face is, she tried using the bit of her hair thats flopped to cover as much of her face as she can "b-bu-but y-you d-do-don't h-have t-to i-if y-you d-dont wa-w-want t-to"

Swap

He looked thoughtful for a moment before shrugging. "i'm okay with it." He carefully brushed her hair out of her face. "you sure though? you're not gonna faint if i do, are you?"

Elly

she let him move the hair out of her face and took a deep breath lightly slapping her cheeks to make her blush calm to just a dark gray "I-i won't, i can s-stay awake if i-im aware im g-gonna be kissed"

Swap

He smiled softly. "okay then, dreamcatcher. you ready now?"

Elly

She nods trying to keep herself confident "Y-yes i am Star prince"

Swap

He leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. "there ya go, a goodnight kiss!"

Elly

She squeaked and her soul fluttered, her face turned almost solid white as she buried her face in her knees, her ears wiggled a ton as the tips were even near white. she never felt happier then by his side

Swap

He looked surprised at her reaction, staring for a moment before bursting into laughter. "o-oh my gosh! i-i didn't think you'd get that flustered! it was just a little kiss!" He tried to stifle his laughter. " are y-you okay?"

Elly

"i-im f-fine! i-im s-still n-new t-to k-kissing s-since i-ive on-only b-been ki-k-kissed o-once.....a-and t-t-that ki-kiss h-hurt" she felt a little disappointed in herself that she's only ever kissed once. it took her a little bit to calm down, her blush going from near solid white to just a light gray "S-swap really just... thank you a-again for giving me a chance, the voices a-are quite enthusiastically saying its a p-pointless effort since you'll never like m-me back, but im just happy at getting even a s-small chance to at least try to win your h-heart"

Swap

He smiled softly at her. "it's the least i could do. i hope this turns out okay, no matter the outcome." He pulled her into a hug. "and no matter what, i'll still be here for you. as a friend, or something more." He backed up from the hug a bit. "you ready to go get some rest?"

Elly

"Im p-positive it'll turn out o-okay, even if i don't w-win your heart ill s-still win your friendship b-because your stuck with me s-star prince" she nodded and tried standing up, her legs kinda fell asleep so she wobbled and grabbed onto the bench "...sometimes i-i forget i have l-legs."

Swap

He chuckled. "here, let me help." He carefully picked her up. "ready to go?"

Elly

She wrapped her arms around his neck just in case, making sure her umbrella was in her hand when she was lifted up "Y-yup! lets go back to your place f-for cuddles and good d-dreams~!"

Swap

A portal appeared, through it was his dark room, lit barely by the many glowing stars on his walls. He glanced back at the real ones one last time before stepping through. He was looking forward to getting some good rest. And with that, the portal shut.

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